Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1609

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.

Daphne fell into despair and slumped to the floor.

Not only does he know about my identity as the former high priest of Elysium, 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 here for twenty years, so how does a teenager like him know such details about me?

“W-Who are you?” she asked in a trembling voice after a long moment of silence.

That time around, Kurt did not answer her question. With a swift flick of his wrist, a gleaming blade flew out of his hand.

In the next second, a sharp pain tore through Jason’s face. He instinctively held a hand against his cheek, only to see blood flowing out of the cracks between his fingers.

“Jason!”

Vivian leaned against Kurt’s chest when they got into the car, her mind still in a daze as it tried to process the bizarre incident she had witnessed that night.