Damien's p.o.v.
The sunshine whipped inside from the big window, the colorful pattern on its glass making scary shadows on the hallway. I walked quietly, the heavy chains on my legs making a loud clanking sound as strolled down the dark stairs.
We are in the pack arena, it's a big haunted place...surrounded by gigantic walls, not even a bird could cross its high and sharp barrier.
The warlock guards stopped near a thick pillar, forcing me to stop too. They were trapping my body with their magic.
It's funny that council members were so damn scared of me that they had to ask for help from other species. My Father's ego was surely strained while doing this.
It makes me feel a little better.
Twenty-something guards were surrounding me, so I couldn't see anything, but can hear the lo
