The Transfer | BOOK 1 ✅

40 - Run It Out

I hoped you liked the last chapter. I tried as best as I could to make it intimate.

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"Liam!" I gasped as I sat up fast. I held a hand to my chest as my heart beat fast and hard. I struggled to catch my breath. I panted hard and couldn't control the shakiness of my body.

I covered my face in my hands, trying to stop myself from crying. But the tears came anyway. I cried and worked myself up until I felt Liam's arms wrap around me.

"Hey... it's okay. I'm here," Liam mumbled into my ear as he pulled me close. He engulfed me in his warm and comforting arms. I shook in his embrace.

Liam held me until I stopped crying. He was first to pull away. He looked down at me and pulled my hair out my face and tucked it behind my ears.

I started to cry again as I looked up at him. I had dreamt about him. I had dreamt that he was being killed by rogues. It was one of the worst dreams
I had had so far.

"They tore your throat out!" I sobbed to him. Liam forced a sad smile and leaned forwards. He kissed my forehead and wiped the tears from under my eyes. I felt the pain that his beast was feeling for me.

"It's okay. I'm okay. We're all okay," Liam assured me softly. I nodded at him and gulped, swallowing the lump in my throat. I looked away from him and outside. The sun was rising.

I had been crying for hours.

"Do you want to go for a run?" He asked me. I turned my head to him and nodded. A run would clear my mind. Liam pulled back the blankets and helped me out of bed.

Liam and I found clothes in our bags. Liam left the room so I could change and when he walked back in, he had changed too. He wore black shorts and a grey hoodie. He had pulled on sneakers whilst he was outside too.

"You okay?" He asked me softly as he took my hand and pulled me to my feet. I nodded at him and pulled my hair back into a ponytail before he left the room.

Liam and I walked slowly down the hallway and to the front door. None of the others were awake and I was glad. I didn't need them seeing me in such a miserable state.

Liam lead me towards a track where we started to run together. Liam matched my quick pace easily and I followed him around the track. He knew his way reasonably well around the area and I didn't doubt that he knew where he was going.

After a while, Liam and I came to a stop. The trail was particularly long and we must've been about halfway. I hoped that we were anyway.

I rested upon a large boulder in the ground and leaned against it. The snow made everything a million times colder, but I was sweating enough that I wasn't cold at all. Liam panted hard and I did the same.

"This track goes forever!" I breathed out. Liam chuckled and nodded at me. The snow wasn't thick enough for us not to be able to go on runs yet, but I had a feeling that it would get pretty thick by Christmas Day.

Christmas was actually only a few days away and I couldn't wait. I loved Christmas. It was always so happy and joyful.

"The best one in the territory, undoubtedly," Liam huffed out. He walked over and shrugged his eyebrows at me. I offered a small smile as I finally caught my breath.

Liam put two hands either side of me and pinned me to the rock. His breath was hot and fanned against my face. I smiled at him, looking straight at his wonderfully plump and sweet lips.

We had shared our first kiss the night before and I remembered it perfectly. It was the most perfect and amazing kiss ever. It would have been better if Lila and Lucas hadn't interrupted.