บท 194: Not A Dream

"Ahhh…"

Cas sighed in satisfaction when he lounged on the comfortable bed, freely getting himself settled on the sheets after taking a refreshing bath and changing his clothes into something more appealing for tonight. He placed both his hands behind the back of his head, using it as a pillow while his heavy eyelids drooped to a close.

Without blood consumption, his body was still relatively weak, and since he didn't want to bother Madeline after the awful journey they just had, he decided to get some sleep with the hopes that his urges to taste blood will leave his mind for the meantime till he recovers a bit of strength.