It's Only The Heat [TharnType 18+]

-32- 🌔 Hold You Tight

[A/N - TRIPLE UPDATE! As I said in the previous chapter, you may skip this one and go onto chapter 33, but be prepared to miss some details]

"If the world was ending you'd come over, right? The sky'd be falling and I'd hold you tight. And there wouldn't be a reason why we would even have to say goodbye."
~JP Saxe & Julia Michaels, 'If The World Was Ending'

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[Play the song at the top as you read. If the video at the top doesn't work, try the one below 👇🏼]

*Lhong's POV*

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Breathe in....

Breathe...

It... it hurts.

Since when does breathing hurt?

Since when does my chest feel like it's going to explode each time I try to inhale?

I try to understand what's happening, but I can't see much as my sight has blurred. Am I crying? Why am I crying?

Everything is blurry, but I can still make out some shapes. There's... there's fighting. Wolves. Three wolves attacking two wolves as a smaller figure scrambles up from the ground.

The smaller figure runs towards me, screaming my name. He drops to his knees, hands hovering over me frantically as if he's too scared to touch me.

His scent hits me, making my wolf whimper in distress.

Thorn.

"Lhong, don't fall asleep," Thorn instructs, his voice breaking. "Keep your eyes open, baby. Can you do that for me?"

Drops of water hit my face. Is it raining?

"Baby, blink if you can hear me," Thorn pleads. I try to obey, but my eyelids refuse to move.

I'm... I'm cold, Thorn.

Everything is... cold.

"Don't do this," Thorn sobs, more raindrops hitting my skin.

Wait, not raindrops... tears.

Please.... please don't cry.

I want to reach out to him, to caress the smooth skin of his cheeks with my fingertips, but my arms feel like they're being weighted down by concrete.

I'm sorry, Thorn.

I'm sorry I wasn't a better mate.

I'm sorry I let bitterness control so much of my life. I'm sorry I didn't spend more time smiling.

If I could go back, I would smile at you more. Laugh with you more. Hold you more. I would taste those lips I have been dreaming about for weeks. Hold you close, make you mine by sinking my teeth in your neck.