Chapter 45

Damon Beads of sweat broke free from my hairline as I racked my brain, processing my words. Weighing them, nervousness got the best of me, making me remain mute. Gross silence fell in the room and the only thing that could be heard was the loud thumping of my heart and the exchange of our tensed breaths…maybe my tensed breath. What did I even want to tell her? That I was sorry? What if she laughed in my face and made me feel like a fool? No doubt, I wanted to apologize for my wrong behaviour, but I couldn't bring myself to spill those words. Was it so hard to apologize? Yes. I was the Alpha King and a King never apologizes. Thanks to my ego. Her brows arched in anticipation as she glared at me. Words eluded me as it felt like my tongue was tied by invisible forces. "I…" I stammered, unable to string words together. "You know what? Nevermind." I muttered dismissively, looking away. "You should take your drugs now," I stretched my hands to pick the medicines laying on the table. A thrill