Chapter 65 - Sarael

You know the saying ‘slept like the dead.’ I think that’s an accurate term for how I slept. I was so drained of energy I barely remember returning to my human form. I was a little disoriented when I felt the cold air, followed by John’s voice telling me to wake up. The sun was barely over the horizon. We had a late and hectic night. I am sore all over.

‘What is this strange feeling? Why do I feel panicked and incredibly pissed off? That’s not my emotions. Nova? Are you panicking and pissed?’ I questioned, trying to place the feelings. Nova yawned, stretching as she got to her feet. ‘Nope. I was having a happy dream about Irving biting the back of my neck while he fucked me hard.’ she sighed longingly.

This was going to take getting used to. ‘Okay. So it wasn’t your emotions. So then…’ I didn’t have to finish the thought as John made it clear they came from hi