Chapter. 62. Scarlet and Azael

62. Scarlet and Azael

This chapter is dedicated to PHUMEZA RONNEL THOMPSON. Thankyou for your support <3

Third Person's POV:

After Astrid assured Azael that he couldn't resist the desire to taste her blood, he was determined to avoid it at all costs, but his body refused to cooperate with his mind. When Astrid exposed her neck to him, all doubts vanished, and he quickly found himself by her side, holding her shoulders.

"Think about it one more time, Little Mate; I won't be able to stop myself after this," Azael said, his black eyes now swirling with turquoise.

"Yeah, I'm sure about it," Astrid gulped, but not out of fear but of nervousness and intimidation brought on by Azael's proximity.

Azael bared his fangs only to see Astrid's reaction. Azael was giving her a chance to run if she so wanted, but Astrid didn't even flinch, encouraging him to proceed. He moved her hair away from her shoulder slowly.

'Don't hurt her, Azael,' Rafael warned.

'Shut up, Jackass; she's also my mate,' Aza