Due to the lack of dreams, she experienced a lightness and a blank state of mind. She was ecstatic about that. After what had transpired that had knocked her out cold, she didn't want to dream.
Her brightly flashing wide eyes fluttered as they reflected the room's brightness. It was dawn. She had actually stayed in Celestia for an entire night, and instead of killing the Alpha heir, she had been kissed by him.
She instinctively pressed her fingers to her lips, her eyes widened, and she quickly sat down to glance around the large, expensive room—which was empty of him.
"Did he have to give his blood to me through his mouth?" Ophelia moaned and ran her fingers through her hair. She forced herself out of bed and spread her arms out to get some relief from the little aches she was experiencing.
