Chapter 149

Elara gasped for air in her dream. She felt as if a cold, venomous snake was wrapping around her, making it harder and harder to breathe. When she opened her eyes, she realized it wasn't a snake wrapping around her, but a long arm. She struggled to turn her head, meeting a pair of calm and emotionless silver eyes. The other person was awake, staring at her quietly and motionlessly. The arm lay heavily across her throat. Was this an attempted murder? Elara pulled his arm away, and a look of displeasure appeared in Eryndor's eyes. She was speechless. What was he upset about? She was about to suffocate. Because it wasn't safe outside, they were resting in the security's rest area, surrounded by four beds. Eryndor, however, had climbed over after she fell asleep, insisting on squeezing into a tiny couch with Elara. Not far away was Ashley, whose gaze held a meaningful look. Her expression seemed to say, "You lucky bastard." When she looked down, she saw that Eryndor's bedsheet was