Chapter 64 Twenty Eight: King Micah

• Lovette's POV
• "Are you hurt?" Micah asked, pulling me closer by my waist and tracing his hand over my body to check for any injuries. His jaw clenched when he saw the cut on my side. I grabbed Micah's hands, placing the inside of my palm on my check as my lips wobbled and tears began to fill my eyes again.
• "Fuck, what's wrong Lovette?" Micah asked in panic. I shaked my head and Micah's large thumbs wiped away the tears that rolled down my cheek.