Chapter 12

Chapter Twelve

Declan’s POV

As I stood there in the dim room, the dagger clenched tightly in my hand, I watched as Kendall’s eyes widened in terror.

The fear radiating off her was palpable, her body trembling as she backed away from me, her breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps.

I could feel the power coursing through me, the rush of adrenaline as I held the dagger high, its gleaming blade catching the faint light of the room.

But even as I reveled in the fear that I had instilled in Kendall, a part of me felt a twinge of guilt, a flicker of remorse at the sight of her cowering before me.

But I quickly pushed aside those feelings, burying them deep within me as I advanced towards her, the dagger held out menacingly in front of me.

“You thought you could escape from me, didn’t you, Kendall?” I taunted, my voice dripping with malice. “You thought you could just run away and leave me behind.”

Kendall’s eyes widened even further, her breath coming in short gasps as she pressed herself ag