Damien's POV
This was weird and I needed to get out. I tried tapping Macson's leg but he just moved further away from me. He was aware of what he was doing and had roped me in intentionally. I was starting to resent him for it even though I did not know what was happening or going to happen. I just knew that I did not like what I was seeing and that I wanted to go home to my family and pack. We had a pact from when we were teenagers, we were not supposed to work with witches. Macson's sickness had been a one time thing, well to me, because we were here now. I regretted not reminding him of the pact we had made about witches and I realized that now it might be too late because he was in deep. That did not matter though, I wanted to get out and I was going to tell him so. He could collabora
