Chapitre 360: Storm Cloud

Nedra finally arose from the bed she had been delivered to after passing out at the castle, sighing when she thought of how embarrassing it was to need to be carried around. She was a powerful alyko. She should not need to be carried like an infant.

If only Zagan would leave her alone and stop making requests. They were getting fewer and farther between—thankfully he tried to stay away from her and keep her as content as she could be. He knew she had her limits. He knew she hated him with every fiber of her being. But there was always something he eventually wanted. The vampire's appetite was endless—that was one certainty. He would always want more at some point.