Derek hadn't slept for many nights now and the stress had begun to take toil on him. The migraines had gotten worse too…
He feared to go back to his castle and sleep, because once he shut his eyes, those haunting voices he'd been trying to suppress would rush in like a dam and stir his agony.
Once he'd thought of this, he suddenly felt that familiar shiver again, but before it could dispel, he held it back and shut it away_ deep into his trapped conscience.
"The migraines will only get worse if you keep shutting off the voice!" Greta reprimanded uneasily. She'd caught Derek grimace and readily knew what he was doing. The man had clearly lied to her earlier!
