Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

After a few minutes of complete silence, Jason and Daphne watched as Kurt retracted his sharp gaze and hugged Vivian.

“Don't be scared,” he consoled in a tone much gentler than before.

That sudden transition formed such a huge contrast that he looked like a completely different person from earlier.

At that sight, Daphne, the Astorian woman, trembled again before she mustered the courage and asked in a shaky voice, “H-How do you know my name? A-Are you from Elysium too?”

“It doesn't matter who I am. You should be more worried about your own safety, Daphne. If you want to live, I suggest you destroy that face!” Kurt snarled as he fastened his eyes on her again, striking a greater fear into her heart.

“No... This face belongs to him!” the woman protested when she noticed him sweeping his sharp gaze toward her son.

“Is it really his, though? You're the former high priest of Elysium, yet you betrayed the tribe and stole the face of the king's son! Did you really think you could escape his clutches simply by hiding here?” Kurt questioned, narrowing his eyes.

He did not move much as he was holding Vivian in his arms, but Daphne could see a gloomy look in his eyes when he said that. That ice-cold darkness resembled a terrifying abyss that destroyed everything it sucked in.

into despair and slumped to the

but he also knows I betrayed the tribe and escaped! Who on earth is this guy? How does he know so much about my past? I've been living a peaceful life

asked in a trembling voice after a long

answer her question. With a swift flick of his wrist, a gleaming blade flew out of

second, a sharp pain tore through Jason's face. He instinctively held a hand against his cheek, only to see blood

“Jason!”

chest when they got into the car, her mind still in a

got betrayed and when her parents defended the country, she was a bystander during those situations and had

the incident that night and could have died at the hands of Daphne if Kurt did not show

ordeal was so terrifying that the mere thought

“Are you cold?”

her closer into his embrace when he felt

so dangerous. The fact that she's able to maintain her composure until my arrival is an impressive enough feat as is. Honestly, she's not the only

aside his inhibitions and held her