The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 85 Evelyn, your main focus needs to be fighting through this horrible paralysis. Come on, focus. Breathe in and out...In and out...In...Out. | needed to find something to grab ahold of-something tangible to bring me out of the mental state | had fallen into. Alexander's voice continued to ring through my ears. "Evelyn... Evelyn. Please, you have to wake up. Wake up and tell me what happened, please." Oh, wow. I'd never heard his voice like that before. It sounded so raw and so vulnerable. It was almost enough to make me question if it was really him who was speaking to me.

But, no. | easily recognized the deep baritone of his voice and knew it could be no one else. The two of us were in the midst of gradually getting comfortable with one another. There were many times when | caught myself thinking back to that intense kiss the two of us shared. To hear such words of encouragement filled me with a whole new wave of determination. It brought me back to when he was guiding me through my etiquette lessons. Alexander had a way of inspiring me to get through what seemed like the most impossible things. The man ---- got to walk in literal high heels.

Surely, | can get through this. Once again, | heard his words ring out. "You need to come back tome." That was it. | needed to get out of the dark pit I'd been thrown into. | grabbed ahold of his voice and all the feeling that came with it and | began to climb. | felt like | was reaching for something bright and almost blinding. But soon, | was able to feel the tips of my fingers. | twitched my toes and started to move myself one part at a time. | parted my lips in an attempt to speak.

"A-Alexander?" "Evelyn." | tried to move some more, but surprisingly, | was stopped by a large hand pressing my shoulders back. "Take it easy. Don't move too much, alright," he hushed. "Can you open your eyes at least?" For all that | was managing to accomplish, my sense of sight was its own ordeal. | tried to crack my eyes but found that it was too difficult. ---- "C-Can't," | whispered. "Too b-bright." "Hang on." | felt his presence beside me shift. A moment passed and the room had grown dimmer. | gave it another try.

Slowly, | peered my eyes open; however, my vision wasn't as clear as it should have been. It was terribly spotty and ridiculously blurry. All | could really make out were shapes. My hindered gaze fixated on a particularly large shape that moved about the room. My brows drew together in utter confusion. Was there someone else in here with us? The mere thought of someone else seeing me in such a compromising position made me panic. A stifling breath of air filled my lungs. "Alexander?" Geez. | could hardly recognize my own voice. "I'm here," he assured me.

"| can hardly see." "It's okay, you don't need to use your eyes too much right now," ---- he said. "Evelyn, can you tell me what happened before you collapsed?" "The morning was pretty much normal. | had lunch with some of the staff and then | made my way out to the greenhouse to go through my usual routine. | was doing what | normally do before packing up the tea mix," | explained. "I took a little of the mixture and brewed it to test it out." "During that time, did you not sense anything strange or maybe something feeling a bit off?" he questioned | opened my mouth but swiftly closed it.

Alexander's voice grew stern. "Evelyn...What is it that you're not telling me?"