Chapter 127

*cough* *cough*

Layla couldn’t stop coughing blood. Her will was strong and yet her body needed recuperation. She’s almost at her limit, if not for Darius giving her a recovery potion, she must have already kicked the bucket. The thing was, even if she’s still alive, her body remained so weak after getting amputated. The scars that were left by whips and sticks weren’t fading at all, making Layla look nothing less than how she did when she was first sent as the ‘offering’ to the demon of the west.

As part of the plan, Layla had to wear the white satin dress she wore before. It was well crafted for someone who’s going to die, either by the severe injuries she contained or getting eaten. Knowing what could happen to her when Zev found her on the altar wearing the same dress which his previous preys wore, Layla couldn’t help but feel a little relieved that she could replace someone. She didn’t expect Zev to hold back h