Cleo
“Azrael,” I said. “Are you sure you’re feeling alright?”
“Y..y..y,” she started and her face burned brightly. “No!”
“What’s wrong?” I asked and hurried to her side as she began to sob. “Azrael are you okay?”
“No! It’s me! I’m the one responsible for the council attack!” she wailed loudly, and I froze where I was.
“What?” Xavier cried out.
“We are in love and we could only be together if he killed the council,” she sobbed. “I honestly don’t remember how we met or anything. But I woke up this morning and I had this on my wrist!”
Azrael unraveled the scarf on her hand, and we saw two puncture marks about an inch apart. We all gasped, and Chloe began to wail loudly behind me. Something about this wasn’t right. I couldn’t believe Azrael was responsible for this
