Page 59 of Unhinged Alphas

Scared?

Yes. Both.

She shifts. Winces.

Did I hurt her?

Panic.

No. Please no?—

"Shh. It's okay." Her hand. My chest. Calming. "Just... big."

Pride. Shame. Confusion. So many feelings.

What is this?

I sign clumsily.Sorry.

Her fingers. Tracing scars on my face.

Instinctively pull back, away from angel's touch.

She pauses, hand hovering.

I inch closer again.

And again, she touches me.

Touches the edge of ruin beneath my mask.

And she smiles.

Not disgusted? How?

"We'll be stuck for a while," she says. Softly. "That'snormal."

Normal.

Nothing normal about this. About us.

Aboutme.

But it feels right. Feels good.

Feels like... home.

Rest forehead on hers. Sigh.

Careful. Gentle.

Don't want to scare.

She doesn't flinch.

Miracle.

Her breath on my neck. Warm. Soothing.