Chapter 80
- Rȗҽ
- The taste of the banshee's soul still lingered like a bad tang that would not go away soon enough. I was fighting the urge to vomit not wanting to dirty myself or Ares who was now beside me.
- His hands come to softly touch either side of my face and his brows furrow while his piercing eyes examine every inch of my features. "Are you okay?"He asked in a tender soothing voice that made the burn in my throat lessen.