Damien's p.o.v.
" She is lying!"
I glared at her emotionless face and ambled forward. The warlocks were trying to stop me from their magic. But surprise, surprise...magic doesn't work on me. It never did. I was always a strange kid since birth.
I stopped in front of her and she looked up.
Her eyes have this strange shade of green, with a hint of brown...it reflects the strong wolf locked inside her.
In this bright sunshine, I couldn't help but gawk at her face more closely. She is indeed a rare beauty. And also a b***h, who is ruining my life. As if her family wasn't enough...
" I am not lying.", she lied, again. Her eyes watched my face for a very brief moment, I don't know what she is looking into... Perhaps, she is enjoying watching me in these chains. I want to kill her.
