Chapter 32

*Alyssa*

At that moment, a bitter realization settled upon my soul. Love should never be a weapon or a means of control, it's something he needs to understand but he never will, trust, and understand just like Rurac's. Azrael's love, if it could even be called that, was so selfish and cruel

Soon, I couldn't keep my lids up any longer and succumbed to slumber. I forced them back open after a few seconds to find that the room was cast in a dim, ethereal light as I lay on the bed, my body nestled amidst the crimson fabric that bound me. I felt so exhausted, my eyelids growing heavy with fatigue. In the depths of my weariness, I succumbed to the embrace of slumber once more.

When I finally stirred fully awake, several hours had passed. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dimness that still clung to the room. But as my consciousness returned, another sensation overpowered my senses—an insatiable hunger that gnawed at my core.

I sat up, my mind racing to catch up with the demands of my