DIANA'S POV
The next time I opened, I was lying outside. The cold wind seeping into my bones, I realized I was lying on cold concrete floors. Up ahead was a brilliant sky full of stars, the full moon shining down in all her glory.
I'm on the roof. How did I even get here?
My insides burned as I sat up on the cold floor...roof. As my vision cleared, I noticed a pair of shoes few inches away from me.
"Lucian?" I called trying to get up from the floor, my head throbbing and my throat still burning from the wolfsbane. I staggered to my feet, my knees feeling like jelly. I faced the man, swallowing the dry lump in my throat.
"Hello Diana." He said, his entire face covered in a red fox mask. His voice sounded full of cold hatred, a voice I hadn't heard before.
"What am I doing here?" I ask
