Novel1Chapter 733
---- Igently parted her pale lips, revealing her small teeth.
What was he trying to do? | found out soon enoughand it terrified me.
| watched as one of his deadly claws sliced through his thick wrist like paper.
He immediately pressed the open wound to Lavinias parted lips.
"No! Wait, what are you!" | tried to stop him, but a deep growl frozein place.
He leaned closerpractically over mewhile | sat at the edge of the bed.
Lavinia swallowed on instinct.
The dark red blood, thick like wine, flowed steadily down her throat.
My eyes widened as | witnessed the magic of that powerful liquid The abrasions, bruises, and scrapes vanished
before my eyes.
The pallor of her soft cheeks flushed with warmth, turning rosy and healthy.
Elliot was healing her with his werewolf vitality.
"Elliot, this...
this is incredible," | breathed out in amazement, unable to hold back a smile.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMy free hand instinctively stroked his arm, squeezing it lightly.
He was bleeding for my Lavinia, and my mothers heart would never forget it.
He had called her our daughter.
| knew he didnt truly see her as his, and | understood that.
But if ---- he was asking to be my partner for real, he had to accept her completely.
That wasnt up for negotiation.
After nearly a minute, he stopped and licked the deep wound on his wrist.
| quickly wiped Lavinias lips and chin.
She was still fast asleep, but her furrowed brow had finally relaxed.
| sighed in relief.
A sudden tug on my hand madelook back at Elliot.
Thank you, my Duke, | Elliot? Wait, where are you taking me?" He started pullingout of the room.
| glanced back at the bed, ensuring Lavinia was safe, before closing the door behind me.
The hallway was dark once more.
He didnt stop, leadingback to the shadowy parlor where he finally released me.
Elliot, where are you going?" | called as he disappeared deeper into the mansion.
Thad no idea what he was up to, but | trusted him, so | stayed put, despite the ache settling into my bones.
Soon, | heard the heavy thud of his footsteps returning.
He reappeared, carrying an armful of firewood.
He must have gone to the woodshed.
He tossed the logs into the fireplace and began arranging them with care.
"T'll get the matches," | offered.
---- L understood immediately he wanted to start a fire.
Walking back to the room, | peeked inside.
Lavinia was still in the sspot.
| grabbed the matchbox and dimmed the lamp before stepping out.
This time, | locked the door with a key | had found in a drawer.
That madefeel much safer.
| didnt know the secrets of this mansion, and after what had happened at the castle, | wasnt willing to risk any
hidden passageways or intruders trying to snatch my daughter away.
Here it is," | said, shaking the small boxas | stepped back into the cold room.
He was gone again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmApproaching the fireplace, | grabbed an old, soot-stained newspaper left nearby.
Lighting it with a match, | carefully placed it among the dry logs already stacked in the hearth.
Almost immediately, the warm, flickering glow spread through the room, chasing away the chill.
I took a better look around.
Well...
in the orange firelight, the place didnt seem that dreadful.
With a fresh coat of paint and a good dusting, it wouldnt be so bad.
What's that?" | turned to see him carrying a massive roll of fabric in one hand and a wooden bucket filled with
water in the other.
What was this little wolf up to?
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