Chapter 384 Precious Blood
- Zachary Luellen pushed open the bedroom door and stepped inside. A warm, amber lamp glowed softly. On the big, plush bed, a slender little figure curled up—Hazel had already fallen asleep.
- He walked over. His tall frame bent down, one knee sinking beside the bed. He reached out, long fingers brushing her delicate face.
- Her face was clean and soft, skin smooth as silk.