Baron's POV:
Matilda was sleeping soundly on top of me. It was one of those rare moments when she was quiet. Whenever she was awake, she would think about fighting back or escaping. Although she had the energy and unyielding spirit to make everyone admire her, even when she was asleep, she wasn't so quiet. I could feel her skin against my naked body. It was hard not to get addicted to it, but at the same time, her petite body was ready to leave me at any moment.
She seemed uncomfortable and slowly moved her hand to my chest. I was happy that she would come to me, even though it was only her dream.
It gave me a headache. My mate was like a frightened bird, ready to leave me at any moment because of the slightest movement.
I didn't know what to do. Some people say that love is the sharpest weapon in the world. I used to scoff at this saying, but now I had to admit it.
