Taming the Warrior Page 25
Ellie was memorising all of this, his words, his scent, his tone, she would need everything to get out of this. If only her arms did not feel as heavy, then she would be able to move a little more. As sharp sting hit her neck, Ellie felt her eyes grow heavier and limbs grew weaker as her neck fell to one side before she felt nothing. Her last image was that of Luke.
