~Declan~

“Stop scratching,” Jared sighed. “You’ll rub the tattoo away if you keep doing that.”

I grunted, dropping my hand on my lap as we crossed the boundary of Embercrest and Hallow Forest. We had to stop by a tattoo shop on the way here, plastering a temporary ink over Serena’s mark on my neck.

This was necessary to keep our plan a secret, but my body was rejecting the tattoo.

Embercrest was home. Wherever my anger and revenge took me in the last five years, I always felt safe ...