Chapter 58 - The Sacrifices We Make (1)

Slowly she began to rouse. Her shoulder burned and her mouth was so dry that she had to peel her tongue from the roof of her mouth. Dark brown eyes fluttered trying to adjust as they opened slowly. Everything had been going perfect. Was it a blood doll thing to be suspicious? Ari hadn't ever let on to what was happening and before she met Alaric everything had been relatively normal in her life. Her mind reeled until she had to close her eyes again, muttering to herself wondering what trouble had found her now.