Chapter 79

43.2K 2.5K 4.7K
                                    

Two chapters left 😭

Also, Happy 3 million Delicate readers!!!!!!!!!

We've come a long way and I love you all 💗

---------

William's P.O.V

"He's waking up!"

"The human's waking up!"

"Yes, Aiden, I think we all got that part."

"Can everyone just back up and give him some room?"

"Room to run? Because that's the first thing he's going to do."

"Josey, you're not helping!"

"None of you are helping!"

I recognised that voice to be Damon's and the slight panic in his voice was what had me fighting to regain my consciousness. 

A groan escapes me as I force my eyes open, blinking back my heavy eyelids as I try to figure out what the hell was happening. The last thing I remembered, we were all eating lunch in a field and then... darkness.

Maybe someone touched me and I passed out? I hoped not, I didn't want Damon worrying over me on his birthday.

"Shit," I grumble when everything suddenly becomes bright, making me wince slightly before I try again to look up at the blurred heads hovering so closely over me. 

Before fear can prick at me, Damon's hand slides over my arm and the touch reveals them to be his family. I relax, but that's only for the second before I take a closer look at their expressions and quickly, real fear began to well up inside of me.

It had been a long time since I'd seen Damon's family look so scared.

Julian had his arms tightly wrapped around himself while he repeatedly kept swallowing down nothing with the same terrified expression Damon was sporting, except Damon looked like he was a few seconds away from shitting himself.

Levi and Jayson were holding each other like they were about to face a battle together and that solidarity pointed my way wasn't reassuring in the least.

I look to Hagen, expecting his usual smile, instead, I find the pretty stellar impersonation of a squirrel he was doing. He had a slab of meat tightly clenched between his fingers which he kept taking large bites from while he stared down at me with wide and unblinking brown eyes.

Next to him, Peter was doing that unblinking thing too, but his fingers were playing with the ends of his hair that he was trying to hide behind while simultaneously sneaking glances my way.

The only people who looked anything other than scared were Aiden and Josey, who were amused in the way they always were when something was seriously wrong that others were rightfully freaking out about.

That wasn't a good sign.

I curse under my breath as I try to sit up, and thankfully everyone backs away as Damon helps me up.

"What happened?" I ask while I take a quick look around the room we were now in, a room  I did not recognise at all.

Nobody answers my question and if it's even possible, somehow they all grow a little tenser as they look to Damon. 

I do the same, turning to look at my mate, expecting his usual confidence, but as I watch sweat gather above his brow, I lower my expectations.

"Well, you see..." he starts with a nervous chuckle that sounded more like a sob.

DelicateWhere stories live. Discover now