Daemon’s POV
“I’m tired of this place!” I yelled as I paced the room in frustration. Whatever she wants, she needs to tell us already! Unless this is what she wants. Me to go crazy in here, and it’s working!
“You need to calm down, honey. Please,” Elle begged as she rubbed her temples in frustration.
I roared as I brought my fire to the surface, superheating the door, watching it turn a deep red before the blue heat sets in.
“Daemon, give it a rest!” Elle yelled at me, and I dropped the fire, surprised by the steam coming off it. “Oh, see what you’ve done now,” She scolded me, pulling me to the back of the room. She grabbed a pillow, holding it over her mouth to breathe, and I did the same.
“Why is it smoking like that?” I coughed as I covered my mouth. There was a large noise as the
