ARIANNE POV
I woke up in the dead of night, my heart pounding in my chest as I carefully slid out of bed. The moonlight streamed through the curtains, casting a ghostly glow over the room. Azar fast asleep, didn't stir as I crept towards the door. I had drugged his drink earlier, making sure he had consumed the contents before slipping into a deep slumber.
Heading straight for the wardrobe, I pulled out my cloak and draped it over my head before shooting Azar another look but he was already out cold. The sleeping draught Ivan had given me was potent enough to knock out even the strongest of alpha.
Azar was going to be out throughout the entire night. With the dose I gave him, it will take a miracle if he were to even stir in his sleep.
