Raziel went to her; he was worried if she was frightened or if she didn't recognise her surroundings. Even when his mind was a complete mess, she still lingered in his mind.
He materialised in the dimly lit room and was ambushed immediately. Elysia's hand wrapped around him. It felt like forever since the last time he was in her arms.
All he wanted to do was pull her into a hug and bury his face in her hair, taking in her soft scent.
The corner of his lips curled up but his eyes were still distant. Her scent was not the same..it smelled like that bastard.
He was no saint. His mind was filled with so many tempting thoughts which indeed made him look like a devil
Her arms were wrapped around his shoulders, she just wanted to feel the warmth she secretly craved. The feeling which was always missing.
Raziel didn't hug her. Elysia sensed this was off and stepped down. "Raziel," she called, her head slowly glancing at him. She was nervous about his rage.
