Suffocating Jealousy

Declan squinted, his gaze turning deep and dangerous. "Clara, how much have you kept from me?"

"What color was Rhys wearing today? Was it silver?" Clara, ignoring his unpleasant expression and the heavy hostility in his eyes, only wanted to confirm if the sorcerer was Rhys in disguise.

The possibility sent shivers down her spine.

"Rhys, the sorcerer. Clara, how many lovers do you have?" Declan gri