Chapter 36

Leena's POV

The horrid woman finally releases her hold on my hair and I finally breath a sigh of relief. The relief doesn't last long though. She attacks me with powered and brushes and tickles my face.

I sputter at her as a bristle from one of the brushes lands in my mouth. "Luna! I insist you stay still and let me finish!"

I whimper dramatically. "Why? What are you doing to me? I thought you were finished!"

"No, dear girl! I have to do your makeup now! Just. Stay. Still!"

I pout exaggeratedly and sit still. Note to self, give Damon the tongue lashing of a lifetime.

While the woman is finishing up her form of torture called 'makeup', Damon walks out from the bathroom fully dressed and his hair is dripping wet still.

When he looks over at me, he breaks out into a wide smile. "See? Those curls fit her perfectly. Thank you. Try not to spend too much time on her face. She looks ready to bite."

I stick my tongue out at him in defiance. "If I bite anyone, it will be you for putting me