Chapter 114: Scent of Mate

Nikolai sighed heavily, feeling the vibrant energy that had surged through him gradually fade. He glanced around, noting the mist that had enveloped both him and Ophelia was dissipating. This sudden change struck him as peculiar. Determined, he shifted into a sitting position, being careful with Ophelia, and then gently lifted her into his arms before standing up. As he cradled her, his gaze drifted from Ophelia's serene, untroubled expression to the bloodied side of her neck. “Why do I feel compelled to mark you tonight?” he wondered aloud. A voice from a distance broke the silence. “Nikolai!” Nikolai turned to see Rhaziel standing in the doorway with a look of shock on his face. The sight of Nikolai’s bloodied lips and Ophelia, unconscious in his arms, left Rhaziel looking as though he had seen a ghost. “What in the world?” Rhaziel gasped, hastily opening the door and stepping into the dungeon. “How did she get here? What happened?” “Stop pestering me with pointless questions,”