C41 Inner turmoil

Zuriel’s P.O.V.

“Let’s go and see mate!”

I was about to lay down on the bed to stretch my muscles when Zev stated his demand.

Without any response, I blocked him, my mind was already a practice ground for contradicting ideas. The softness of the mattress relaxed my nerves, that whole night’s investigation flashed across my eyes.

Even though I tortured him, Harold was as fresh as a daisy