Chapter 32

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POV: Denvereaux Thorne

The night was silent – only the howling of the owl could be heard. The moon was in its half phase, which gave slight light to the entire forest.

He refused to believe that Shea was dead. He knew that she wouldn’t be dead just like that. He wanted to find her – to prove that she was still alive.

However, no matter how much he tried to inculcate those words in his mind, he couldn’t stop thinking about the possibility of that dead woman, who had Shea’s necklace. It totally broke his heart. He stared at the necklace that Tristan gave – the...