Chapter 95

Declan's eyes locked onto mine; his gaze flickering with confusion as if searching for traces of someone he once knew.

Does he think of me?

Oh, Declan, it's far too late now. Even if I've been reborn, there's no going back for us. Now, all I want is to see you ruined. I want to consume your flesh, drink your blood, and grind you and that wretched woman to dust!

He murmured almost to himself, "Harp