He carefully looked her over to ensure he’d healed every single injury on her body with that one kiss. He cupped her cheek with his hand, running the pad of his thumb across her lower lip in memory of the simple touch. Kissing her while she was passed out had affected him so much… it made him wonder what it would feel like if she returned the kiss.
She’d thought she was strong enough to go up against demons three different times within the same night, but Darious could see through that front and knew how fragile she really was. Courage did not make you strong… only foolish.
He could feel the guardians searching for her and he growled in annoyance. He did not want anyone to wake her until she was ready. If they knew where she was, they would disturb the healing sleep she was wrapped up in
