Chapter 220: He Has To Wake Up
(TYLER)
When I reach Sasha’s room, the guards are grinning at each other, faces still weary. But there is something in their eyes that I haven’t seen for a long time. Hope.
I burst right through them and fling the door open.
Standing over my husband is someone with an imposing figure and blonde hair. Marco. Lucia’s brother. He looks up when I throw myself towards him then turns awkwardly so that he can take me in. He only just has time before I’m on top of him.
"Marco," I sob into his neck.
I hadn’t thought that I’d be this vulnerable. If anything, I should be strong for my alpha. I should do better than be a pathetic ball of emotions but I can’t seem to help it. No matter how hard I try, I somehow find a reason to crumble. I don’t want this. Sasha definitely wouldn’t want this, but I can’t help myself, so I let go.
He gathers me up and holds me close. "Tyler, it’s been a while. I missed you."
I need a moment with my face buried in him to pull myself together, and Marco, bless him, lets me have it. He hugs me until I pull back from him. He then smiles down at my wet face. "How are you doing?" he asks softly.
I thought that I was doing okay, but his question makes my lips to start quivering again, and I can only shake my head. He glances over at me to the top of the doorway, and I feel his muscles bunch. Readying. "Who’s this?"