Nyx's POV
“Cara?” I muttered, looking at her face. I'm back in the starweaver pack. The place I detest so much. The place that has never done me any good. I'm back in this hell hole.
“Hello, Nyx,” She giggled, looking at me in an amused manner, like her favourite plaything was back.
“or should I say, Luna Nyx?”
“It's glad to see that you're eventually learning respect.” I said, solely ready to stand my ground, and refuse intimidation from her.
I refused to let the fear I harboured show at all. I was strong, and I showed myself strong.
“You see, you've grown wings.” Cara said.
“And I see that yours are still the same as the last time I saw them.” I hissed, and she walked in well, not straying her eyes from mine for a second.
“Okay ladies. I will be back soon enough.” Caleb sa
