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I thought about asking where ere going, but I had a pretty good idea

We walked across ca lot, and he opened the front door to his car "In"

"Are you sure it’s okay to leave caot back and…"

"Yes We need this It’ll be okay"

I raised an eyebrow at hi in the back and got in the seat, handing me the backpack I couldn’t help but peek I unzipped and looked at the two glowing jars My energy was still there I had to keep reone anywhere Not really

A year ago, if I could’ve put my visions in a jar and buried them in the backyard, I would’ve done it I would’ve done anything to get rid of them and be normal Noanted them back so bad I itched to snatch the jars and smash them

"Ready?" Dastien asked

"Yeah"

As he drove, playing soft piano music that soothed my soul, I stared out the"Are you mad?" I asked

"No Why?"

"Even though you were in the feral cages? Even though I rong, and you were right?"

He sighed "We were both wrong I rong because it orth trying We had to give up a lot, but if the witches had been honorable, it would’ve been for the greater good And you rong, too"

I bitbecause you’re a good person You saw the evil there, but you wanted to fix it You wanted to protect the pack And that’s theyou could ever be" He paused "Wrong is the wrong word"

I laughed but it sounded a bit desperate, even to , huh?" He’d used the word a million times

"It is It’s not you This wasn’t your fault You didn’t ask to get stripped This is Luciana’s fault This is Rupert’s fault All we did was try our best"

"We failed"

"Not yet"

He was right We still had a chance, but it felt like I’d already failed I’d gone to the co