Nyx's pov
"s**t Nyx!" He scowled realising who I was with a look of shock on his face, "Are you okay?" He bent down picking me up and lifting me in his arms bridal style.
I felt fuzzy at his action, does he really care this much?
"I am fine." I whined from the slight pain I felt in my elbows. He looked at me with worry, walked a short distance before placing me under a tree.
"You are free." I smiled at him as he inspected my scratched wounds. My heart melted at his display of affection and at the worry that filled his eyes.
"Yes." He smiled and pulled me into a hug, I gasped in shock at the closeness I shared with him, "All thanks to you love."
My heart fluttered at the fact that he had just called me love and I blushed.
Get a hold of yourself Nyx!
He pulled away from me and I got
