Chapter 169

DRAVEN

"Do you think they're preparing for our funeral by now?" Naren grinned.

"Shh!" Lucien shunned him sharply.

"Why do I feel close to life? We've been feeling different since the last hour," he asked.

"The effect should last for the next twenty-four hours," I reminded him.

He rolled his eyes, "Well, have you tried opening your eyes or moving your body?"

I frowned, "What's it this time?"

"He's mad you pushed his woman away?" Naren grinned.

I frowned further, "'His woman'?"

"At least that's what he calls her," he muttered.

A scoff almost left my lips. I didn't say anything, for the next minute at least.

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