Chapter 57: A lost puppy
Tyrone’s breathing was ragged as he rushed inside the opposite room. He was fighting hard against his inner beast, and it was far from easy. His insides were shouting at him to return to Raine, to devour her, to mark her as his territory, and ultimately make her his.
He rushed into the bathroom and splashed his face with cold water. Staring at his reflection on the mirror in front of him, his eyes had already changed in color, his fangs already appearing to be elongated. He had a wry smile as he shook his head, wondering how he even managed to control his true self in front of Raine all this time.
’How long can you keep up with this, huh?’ he mused. Calming himself, he watched his eyes go back to their normal blueish-gray color and his fangs disappear.
He breathed out loud, brushing his hair with his hands before finally putting on his sleepwear. He was debating with his inner self on whether to go back to Raine’s room or not. Even so, he felt that staying in his own room would be the best option since he couldn’t promise to keep himself still once Raine made her move on him again.
Meanwhile, Raine let out a long, deep sigh in the other room as she stared at the ceiling. She wondered what Tyrone was doing right now and if he would still come back to her room.
Getting up on the bed, she eventually decided to get changed into her nightgown. She was still a bit dizzy from her drinks and far too tired to bug the man anyway if he ever came back. So instead, she laid down on the bed and closed her eyes. Soon enough, she dozed off to sleep.
Tyrone returned to her bedroom after some time had passed. He let out a sigh of relief as soon as he saw that Raine was already in deep slumber. In the end, he couldn’t stop himself from checking on her, so there he was, staring at her beautiful face as she was peacefully sleeping.
"What am I going to do with you?" he helplessly whispered before he quietly and carefully joined her under the quilt.
Even in her sleep, Raine comfortably snuggled into him with a smile on her face as soon as she felt him beside her as if she was having a beautiful dream. All the while, Tyrone only let off a long deep sigh as he mused, ’I’m digging my own grave.’