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resting yourself. What are you doing up at this hour?” she questioned.
    “I couldn’t sleep.” Not even with the amount of pain pills he took. “I think I could rest easier if I were near her.”
    Natasha looked over to the peacefully sleeping elf and then back up at Dominic. “You’ll scare her if she wakes and finds you in here.”
    “I promise to switch back off with you before she wakes in the morning. Just let me be with her tonight. Please.” He realized he was nearly begging, and couldn’t care less. This was his mate. He would beg until the sun shone high in the sky if he needed to. He would truly do anything just to be able to sit and watch his beloved Meldie sleep the remainder of the night away. He knew without a doubt watching her sleep would bring a peace to his soul. He could already feel it starting to work; just being close to her was doing it.
    Natasha finally nodded after a long moment’s thought. “Alright, but come get me if anything happens.”
    Dominic nodded his promised agreement before she stood and walked out. He forced himself to stand still until she shut the door behind herself. After hearing the click of the lock sliding into place, he turned and made his way over to the side of the bed, his hazel gaze locked on Meldamiriel’s sleeping form. He gently eased himself down onto the edge of the bed, careful not to wake her. Her breath was even. Though her brow was furrowed and looked stressed, she didn’t seem to be having any bad dreams tonight.
    Natasha had managed to get her all cleaned up from when she had arrived earlier that day. Her long, straight, white hair was no longer all tangled and a matted mess, her skin had been washed of all its dirt and grime, and she smelled absolutely fantastic! He could just sit there for hours doing nothing but breathing in her delicate scent and tenderly stroking her beautiful hair. Such beauty, and yet she knew nothing but fear. Well, he was going to fix that, and soon. He would work to show her there was more to her life than what she had been forced to live through. She needed to know there was love, kindness, beauty, and above all, peace out in the world.
    “You don’t know it yet, little one, but I love you. More than words alone can say,” he whispered to her sleeping form before carefully leaning over, trying not to cause himself too much pain. But whether it caused him pain or not, he was determined to place his lips on her skin. He placed a light kiss at the top of her head, and then took a moment just to study her features.
    Meldamiriel sighed peacefully, curling into her pillow a bit more as both of her arms were wrapped around it so tightly it looked as if she were choking the damn thing. He watched as her brow eased and lost some of its tension. He briefly wondered what she might be dreaming of as he sat back and watched her. Was it a happy memory? Was it about that dreaded Dexter character? And who was he any way and what did he mean to his Meldie?
    “Love me,” he whispered against her ear before kissing her cheek.

    She stood and watched a small child in her favorite pink sundress on a warm spring day. She couldn’t help but smile. She was watching a much younger version of herself. As she watched the child twirl around in the field of wild flowers, she remembered this was back in a time when she had not a care in the world. The sun shone down brightly, filling her with the warmth of happiness as she continued remembering the days when nothing at all mattered but smiles and laughs. She sighed, where had those days gone? She wanted to squeal with joy when Dexter came dashing past her, chasing a butterfly. Hot tears burned her eyes as she watched the once-again-alive chocolate black Newfoundland play happily in the field alongside the child. She knew it was a dream, her taking a trip back in time when she knew life to be fun and happy, when her biggest worry was what magical adventures would be encountered that day.
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