**Roman's POV**
After Amelia and I finished eating and watching TV, she drifted off into a peaceful sleep. I watched her, worried that she was going to have another nightmare. I was in the bathroom when I heard her screaming. I was so worried that someone was hurting her, that I almost ripped the door off the hinges. She was hysterical and sweating and crying profusely. Once I got her to calm down, I wanted to know what she had a nightmare about, but respected her space. I knew she would tell me when she was ready.
I stared at her beautiful face and felt my heart break. I started to doubt myself, and worrying what if I do not win the tournament. Anger started to course through my body and boil my blood. There shouldn't even be a f*****g tournament! Amelia is my mate! I should not have t
