Avery's POV
“Burn me.”
I blinked rapidly. “I’m sorry?”
“You heard me. If you want your freedom, Burn me.” He said, showing me the bare skin of his arms.
“What? I can’t do that. I don’t know how!” I protested.
He released a disappointed sigh. “I knew it. Greyson was wrong about you. You’re not special, you’re nothing. You’re just a washed up Luna that nobody wants.” He spat in disgust.
His words felt like a slap on my face, and I felt all those buried memories of being told I was a useless shiftless wolf begin to resurface and overwhelm me.
“Shut up. You don’t know what you’re talking about.” I snarled at him as unwanted tears began to form in eyes. I had worked so many years to forget those feelings and he was cruelly shoving them in my face now.
He chuckled at me. “Do you
