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"Lilith!" The voice calling my name was full of fright and anger. "Damn it, Lilith! Open your eyes!"
My eyelids were heavy. I felt as if I had lost control over my body. It was terrifying. Yet, the voice commanded me relentlessly.
"Lilith! Stay with me! Open your eyes!"
As the voice cried out my name, my senses began coming back to me, starting with the pain, an excruciating pain. I couldn't breathe. Every second of being conscious felt like hell. My mouth twisted in a silent scream, making me pull up my eyelids. The image I saw was blurry, but then I recognized a few people bending down, looking at me, and Sariel, who held me in his arms while kneeling on the ground. I saw him sigh as I focused my eyes on him. Supporting my weight on his knees, he used one of his claws to cut his other hand and made the blood flow directly to my mouth. I swallowed it, feeling the thick drops burn while falling down my throat.
"That's it, Lilith… Drink it and stay wit
MadlainQThank you for reading another chapter ❤️ I hope that you will keep reading until the end, as now the story enters the final stage... 😈
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