CHAPTER 109
Isabella began to gasp, a high-pitched, terrifying wheeze that shook her entire frame. Her eyes went wide, the pupils dilating until they nearly swallowed the brown of her irises, as the panic attack took hold.
The strange, celestial heat in her blood surged in response to her distress, making her heart hammer against her ribs like a trapped bird.
Seeing her on the verge of collapse, Lucain abandoned his rigid stance, dropping to the edge of the mattress.
He didn't hesitate, reaching out with arms that felt like lead to draw her small, trembling body into the circle of his embrace.
"Shhh, Isabella." He hauled her against him, wanting to anchor her to the earth before her own mind tore her apart.
As he pulled her forward, Isabella collapsed into him, her forehead hitting the center of his chest, burying her face into the fabric of his buttoned shirt.
