Rael's POV
The hot breath escaping her chapped lips was hot and sweet. Her cheeks were tinted pink from the running fever while her eyes remained dreamy.
"Wysteria."
Her thick eyelashes were batted down, avoiding my gaze and her toes fiddled on the cold floor.
"You shouldn't walk barefoot like this." I swept her up with a soft squeal ringing in the air. Her hands clung around my neck, blowing her hot breath onto my neck that sent me tinglings to my bones.
God, this is delirious.
An unintended growl reverberated from my chest.
I laid her down on the couch facing the fireplace. In a snap of my fingers, the fire lit up and illuminated the dim room.
I ran my fingers on her feet, pinching them and ran a subtle magic to push away the chill. Pink colours were rising as I felt her blood
