Declan
Darling Kassia, what was wrong with you? Immortality was a gift, not a curse. It had its setbacks, but in the long run, it benefited you. Declan's fingertips brushed Kassia's cheek, sweeping away the iridescent tear trickling down her smooth cheek. An inevitable shiver as his skin touched her warm cheek for the barest fraction of a second.
"There is nothing to fear, Kassia," Declan said in a soft voice that stilled the night air around them. She tensed and he could practically hear her thoughts begging him to calm her down, to tell her Adrian was lying.
But he wasn't, and that was quite the problem. Quite the problem indeed. But to see her suffer so tore right through Declan. He couldn't protect his coven, but perhaps he could do this one favor for her. He leaned in close, only for her to flinch.
Declan frowned. "I'm only trying to help -"
"Run!" shrieked the halfling behind Declan. He shut his eyes and massaged his temples as he counted the seconds it took for her to reach him. What was it with the world and having a grudge against Declan lately? It seemed determined to ruin every single thing he ever made or set out to do.
Just as she leaped into the air to attack him, Declan swung out an arm and hit her right on the neck. She crashed into the wall. Crack with the rubble falling down beside her. Declan certainly didn't kill her, but she ought to have a few nasty bruises tomorrow.
Kassia was gone. He could still pick her trail out from the other less savory smells lingering in the air, but he didn't want to. Instead Declan glared at the girl who he'd flung at the wall. He certainly didn't think she'd be so reckless.
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