Chapter 22

Delilah's POV:

I felt like rising from the deep slumber when my eyes slowly peeked into a dark room. I winced at the headache and focused on the man sitting beside me on the bed. His stance was as rigid as a rock, staring straight ahead at the wall, and breathing deeply.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and recalled the unbelievable events of the night. It felt like the time between the party and the woods was all the fragment of a dream but I knew it was real. I was a lycan...or a werewolf. I was yet to find out.

Slowly, I moved my hand to his forearm and mumbled weakly, "Hey."

Xee instantly jolted out of his haze and jerked his body to face me. Planting his hands on either side of me on the bed, he inquired, "How are you? Are you okay?"

The lines of worry etched his face as he loomed over me. I placed my palm on his cheek and smiled slightly, "This time, it would be you with a lot of questions."

Remembering our old conversation, his lips curved up in a smirk, "A million of