Azreal’s POV
Elodie’s scream became persistent, as I stood at the door. After checking up on her the upteenth time,I saw she was fighting in her sleep.
She kept tugging at her covers, shivering, crying and begging in her dreams.
The moment I got to her, it stopped. I wasn’t sure what she was going through, but she couldn’t sleep properly
She wouldn’t allow the holly to work properly on the poisoned part of her body. She wasn’t showing any reactions to the effect of the poison—just numbness, and that affected me in a way.
The last scream that made me hurry out of my room, she did not stop, until I got on the bed and wrapped my arms around her.
She still fought me off, but I was too strong for her, she finally gave up.
She snored lightly on my chest, I held her close, not too ti
