~Declan~

I watched as her head spun with scattered, jumbled thoughts. It was only fair that she get confused as I was.

From the moment she learned I was her mate, she stabbed me with a silver dagger that missed my heart by a hair's breadth. She painted it in a bright yellow highway line illuminating the road on a dark night that she’d rather drink pure aconitum vile than be marked by me. So I didn’t expect her to come here. After everything we’ve been through, after all that she said she ...