My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 137

“Ms. Nightshade, have you forgotten?”

Orion noticed her silence and loosened his grip around her waist by an inch.

“Do you need me to put you down so you can recall properly?”

“No, no, no!” Xanthea squeaked immediately, wishing she could bite his neck off, yet obediently cooed, “I haven’t forgotten, O–Ori, Orl!”

Listening to her melodious voice, tinged with a hint of coquetry, Orion tightened his hold on her waist. “What’s this “Ori‘?”

That despicable man, that freak, she had to endure it all!

Xanthea’s hands, clasped behind his neck, silently balled into fists. “I like Ori. I like Ori!”

“Who likes Ori?”

Unable to bear it any longer, Xanthea opened her mouth to bite his neck. “Orion, this is too much!”

Just as her sharp teeth neared Orion’s neck, Orion moved his hand slightly, and Xanthea immediately withdrew her teeth. “Me, me, it’s me!”

all

his uncompromising tone, Xanthea trembled with anger, biting him was no longer

out, she vowed to tear

okay? Is that enough? Mr. Lockwood, are

the vast, desolate valley,

tinged with a serene smile. “Hmm, Xan,

you can take me out of

gritted teeth, her anger nearly grinding her teeth to

“Of course.”

sigh of relief, she

new trick

a patch of swaying grass on a cliff, his gaze sharpening. “Ahead, there seems to be an

Xanthea was puzzled.

of the Marlowe family to see

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trick, could it be he was

thought you