Lured And Killed

Chapter 39- Lured and killed

Beatrice's POV

My throat dried up instantly. The air around me felt thick, suffocating. My chest rose and fell in sharp, panicked breaths, but no amount of breathing could calm the terror clawing at my insides.

I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me who they wanted to teach a lesson.

It was Declan.

They wanted to use me to punish him.

My stomach twisted with a bitter, ugly realization. Why me? Why did I have to be the scapegoat for his sins? I hated that man with every fiber of my being. I loathed him. I had spent years regretting ever knowing him, yet here I was—about to pay the price for his mistakes.

Did these fools not know that Declan wouldn't give a damn if I lived or died?

The thought sent a cold shiver down my spine. My lips trembled as I swallowed hard, forcing myself to speak.

"Who… who do you want to teach a lesson?" My voice was barely a whisper, fragile, desperate.