AZREN
I’m being selfish. I f*****g know that. But, for once, I want to feel real peace. I need it. And she’s the only one who can give it to me. That’s why I have stalked her for months since learning that she’s my fated mate. My woman.
“Remember what happened earlier when I fell asleep without warning?” I say, and she nods slowly.
“I figured you were exhausted,” she responds, and I shake my head.
“I was beyond exhausted. Noelle, I haven’t slept in eight years,” I tell her, and her jaw drops.
“That’s impossible. You—”
I lower my gaze, clenching my fists. “Even my family doesn’t know how bad my condition is. They know I have insomnia. Just not how bad.”
Noelle gently reaches for me, her movement hesitant. She places her hand over mine. And I let her. Because I need it. It’s taking me
