~Serena~

I gasped, my chest heaving as I opened my eyes. I was back at the infirmary, looking down at Declan, his eyes wide open as a smirk slowly tugged his lips.

Burned by his touch, I pulled my hand from his hold, staggering back like I had just finished drinking two barrels of beer.

It was both relieving and disturbing to watch the wounds on his chest heal. He was strong enough to suppress his natural healing abilities, and he was strong enough to take his own life. I still don’t know how ...