When realization dawned on me, slowly, I raised my head to look at Damon and what I saw in his eyes made my blood run cold.Disgust.His shock was dying down giving room to express the disgust he felt. I should have been prepared for it, all this while I had thought I’d be able to stomach the hatred he would feel when he gets to know but now that it was here, I realized nothing would have prepared me for this pain.It punched me in the guts, sucking out all of the air in me.It drained everything in me, just that look was enough to weaken my bones, still my heart, and break my existence over and over again.“Sorcery,” Maxwell whispered through his throaty voice. His already sunken eyes looked even more sunken as they went to Micheal’s lifeless body.Chaos broke out. Noise filled the air all of a sudden, slicing through the silence as people spoke rapidly, all at once and I caught nothing of it.My mom was watching me with a horrified expression, the tears that had welled up in her eye

My narration was calm, unhurried, and said with an ease I didn't at all feel. All through it, I held my hands in front of me, pinching hard and hard into the inside of my palm.I could almost hear the sound of my heart as it beat faster almost deafening me.Silence filled the air when I was done, and slowly I opened my eyes to see Damon was still standing in his exact position during the time I had taken to speak, the only thing that had changed was how stiffly he stood, his fists clenched tight by his side.We stared at each other wordlessly, I held my breath and waited for him to say something, anything but the silence remained and it hurt more than I could ever imagine silence would.His face was void of any emotion, the mask was on and I recall the last time I’d seen him like this was right before the execution.“I hated you,” I said eventually. “I wished you horrible things and I wanted you to pay for what you had done.”“What changed?” His voice was rough.I didn't say anything,

I could feel my heart pounding loudly all the way in my ears, with every step we took, I wanted to take less.“We have to keep going, Luna,” Aaron said, guiding me towards where I had no idea and I allowed him to lead me off. I was too unstable to think of anything else - he was going to suffer for this, I knew he was. I just had no idea what to do to help.The same way the tears ran down my eyes blurring my vision, I felt my pain blur out my ability to think coherently so I simply let him lead me, blindly stumbling after him as he pulled me deeper and deeper past a thick mass of greenery.“You are bleeding.” I heard Aaron say but his voice sounded like it was coming from far away, his words barely registering in my head until I noticed we’d stopped. I looked down and saw I was bleeding, my foot must have stepped on something sharp, blood oozed from it.Aaron looked at my injured leg and then backward as though we were being chased, a pained look on his face, his indecisiveness glarin

The pain I felt when my eyes fluttered open was enough to leave me gasping for air. It aches everywhere, my head, body, eyes - every single inch of me was burning with pain.At first darkness met me when my eyes came open, it took a few seconds for me to realize I was in an extremely dark room. Slowly, I became conscious of my environment and my own self.I struggled with my hands only to realize when chains changed that it had been pulled behind me and was chained.“Hello!” My voice rang out, echoing all around me as it bounced back to the walls of the room I was held in.It took a few seconds until I heard someone say. “Finally awake, Luna, took you long enough.”And the lights came on, a light bulb hanging down the ceiling shone filtering the room with its glow and it was then I realized where I was - a cell.It was as tiny as a shoebox, the walls were peeling off and it smelt worse. It smelled strongly of a mix urine and sweat.“Who are you and where is Damon?” I yelled out again,

The old witch,Valinne,Helena.It couldn't be possible, there's no way in hell and back that Helena could be her but the proof was standing before me. She had taken another’s form and had been living in the pack for so long.I had no idea she was so powerful and I wondered where she got her powers from but a small voice reminded me that she was a sorcerer who had been abandoned by her own people for using forbidden magic. Valinne - Helena - would be able to do anything for power.She chuckled at my expression, her face a display of sheer joy at my locked-up state.“You are pathetic, child. An embarrassment to your mother.” She said, shaking her head disapprovingly.“And you are a sad woman whose hunger for power will never be satiated.” I retorted.Her grin grew larger. “And who says I want it to ever be? With the lack of craving comes living a mundane life and thus ending up just like…” Her eyes ran me over with extra disgust for impact. “You,”“And it'll be better for me to be here