The hold he has on me grows a bit bolder, his hands gripping my body tighter. I could feel him tense against me, and for a brief second, I was afraid he'd start sobbing. Instead, he lets out a loud and long sigh, before his face pulls away from my shoulder, lingering close to mine, one of his hands moves up and he cups my face slowly, his forehead resting against mine.
"I thought I would never see you again- " he whispered, his thumb brushing over my skin slowly, his lips curled into a gentle smile, despite the foxy nature of it.
There is this odd relief that still clings to me right now and I don't feel like I should pull away. That, until his eyes cut to someone behind me. I feel a pair of eyes pinned on me. A cold shiver rushes down my spine and I know I should pull away from Azriel,
