Azriel's POV
A cocktail of feelings washes over me as he takes hold of her. She seemed terrified of him. And yet, he is not taking his hands off of her ! It's like he enjoys tormenting her like this, and if I take a second to think of it, he has always enjoyed tormenting her ! It was a mystery to me how she still wanted to hear him out every time, and even now. How she stopped me from getting her away from him-
But there was no time to raise and ask questions right now. I need to get her out of his hands before he took his leave!
With my dagger tightly gripped, I aim for his chest, but like a coward, he shields himself with her. Before the blade cut, I jumped backwards, dropping the cursed knife that was ready to sink into her heart and adding some distance between us. What was he plan
