POV: Luna
They kept Cole in a special holding cell.
Not the dungeons. Something worse.
A room designed to contain wolves with no magical core. Reinforced. Warded. Escape-proof.
I shouldn't have gone to see him.
My friends told me not to. Liam especially.
"He'll just manipulate you again," he'd said. "That's what he does."
But I needed closure. Needed to hear him explain why.
So I went.
The guard let me in with a warning. "Ten minutes. And we're watching."
Cole was sitting on the bed when I entered. He looked terrible. Pale. Hollow.
Like losing his magic had drained the life from him.
"Luna," he said. "You came."
"I almost didn't."
"I'm glad you did. I need to talk to you. To explain."
"There's nothing to explain. You betrayed me. Repeatedly. It's over."
"Please. Just listen
