Nefretiri
I couldn't do it.
It's cowardly, but I reached the third floor, and all of my fears and anxieties got the better of me. So, without thinking about it, I turned and tried to bolt back to the safety of Ivan's bedroom.
Even with Ivan beside me and everyone's support, I couldn't stop the shallow breathing and the shake in my hands.
Was I having a panic attack? I needed to figure out a way to control my emotions! I couldn't go to pieces every time I felt overwhelmed!
Ivan's voice is the only thing I can focus on. It's soothing, and my body starts to relax.
"You don't have to do this," he tells me gently. "We can cancel it right now."
He means it. If I tell him I don't want this, he'll tell everyone to go home, and he won't care what anyone thinks. Ivan loves me that much. He'd risk offending the entire pack for my comfort.
"Everyone will be disappointed," I mumble.
