79. Dealing With The Aftermath

Chapter 79

April's POV

I woke up the next day and rubbed my eyes sleepily. I had had the weirdest dream about Dorian that he was holding me close and caressing my face as if he was my long lost lover. It felt so real. I could hear his soft voice whispering in my ears, and he told me how much he loved me and wanted me.

I shook my head and cleared my mind of the thoughts. Dorian didn't love me. He was selfish and cruel. It was just a dream; none of it was real.

I stroked my neck and found out that the stinging had disappeared, and I was feeling much better. What had happened last night?

I looked around the room to find Azura and caught sight of her sleeping on the couch at the far end of the room.

She seemed to be very comfy, and from the way she lay down, I could tell that she had barely stirred the entire time, which was odd because I could have sworn that I felt her licking my neck while I slept. It was the only logical explanation for why my neck was wet.

Maybe she did lick my