CHAPTER 87 The Last Sacrifice

　　Celeste's POV

　　I had to admit, I felt incredibly smug and almost invincible as I resisted Savannah's curse. I had no idea what, or who was protecting me, but watching Savannah squirm at this moment was something I was enjoying greatly.

　　I felt a desire to toy with Savannah, mess with her head as she had tormented me over the years.

　　As I made my way closer to her, I noticed the taunts I aimed at Savannah had started to crack the surface of her evil demeanour. 

　　"Not only are you unable to mark me with your pathetically weak dagger," I paused with a smirk, pressing one hand to my hip "You can't even get Liam Blackwell to fuck you. The girl who had everything, except one thing."

　　Savannah screeched, I watched her eyes burn with rage. She launched toward me, her hand landed against my cheek as she slapped me. The attack left a stinging sensation on my skin from her force.

　　"Is that the best you can do Savannah?" I asked with a smirk "You're definitely losing your touch,"