Chapter 130 Hundred And Thirty

• ARIEL’S POV
• The ache in my bones woke me up, Every joint throbbed. My muscles were sore, scraped, bruised, and every movement sent tiny stabs of pain up my spine. I groaned and curled tighter beneath the blanket, refusing to open my eyes. But the stiffness in my limbs reminded me too much of last night.the shadows, the claws, the scent of blood. My own blood.
• I hissed as I sat up, pressing a palm to my ribs. I hadn’t slept well. Every creak of the house, every gust of wind outside had jolted me upright, wide-eyed and terrified, expecting another attack. And now morning had arrived, and I was late for work.