Silence ensued between them for a moment, Spade's fingers started brushing Arren's soft blue hair, which made the latter calm down somewhat.
Arren's fingers had stopped trembling at this point, and the alpha had softly grasped it, Spade's thumb caressing the back of his hand. His eyes fluttered and it was still heavy, but he fought to keep himself awake. He was terrified of returning to his nightmare the moment he closed his eyes.
"I dreamed of the incident," Arren began, for some reason deciding to tell the alpha about what had been bothering him for the past few weeks.
Perhaps he was being hasty because he barely knew the alpha, even if he liked him. However, perhaps his condition allows him to open up more easily, and his emotions were still so jumbled that Arren was convinced he would go insane if he didn't share some of his thoughts soon. The nightmare he had terrified him too much.
