Chapter 505

The night was deep, and Declan's tall silhouette was stretched by the moonlight. Loneliness and chill clung to him as he stood in the courtyard of Briarcliff Manor. He took out a cigarette and lit it.

The rich taste of nicotine flooded his lungs, dulling his senses. Declan glanced up at the room where Serena was. Wisps of pale smoke rose, veiling his striking, chiseled face.

Serena was tossing and