Diana's pov;
I have to do something! Right now! Lucian is hurting Jacob so damn bad. I can see the blood dripping down his face, the kind of deep dent the car has a testament of the force Lucian is holding him into the car with. He's in pain, he's in so much pain and yet he's trying to tell me not to do it.
I don't want to. I don't want to ever have to beg Lucian for anything again. Memories of moon crest pack flood my mind. Being the slave. being unable to act out, to speak out. Being unable to do anything but remain at the mercy of my cruel master.
"You have a minute left." Lucian said, his voice cold as death.
I sighed, my shoulders slumping in defeat. I lowered my head to the ground, bending my knees. Before my knees could reach the ground, I felt a strong arm pull me up, another
