Unyielding Claim

Kaelen stubbed out his cigarette, rested his hand on the railing, and finally shot Declan a cold look.

Declan's hand kept tightening around his phone. "But she used to be my wife, Uncle Kaelen."

His voice shook with intense emotion.

If Declan had a knife in his hand, he probably wouldn't have hesitated to press it to Kaelen's throat and finish him off right there.

Kaelen's tone stayed cold as ever