LUNA ADIRA
“What the hell is wrong with you? Coming into my house and attacking my daughter and our guest? Do I have to remind you that this is my home?” I yelled. This was supposed to be a rational conversation, but I had never been more furious with the Council of Magic my entire life. A part of me had always known they were shady, and now I regretted not cutting them out much sooner.
“What is wrong with you? Do you realize that that vampire may be the Son of Blood and Magic? If he is, then everything we have done is for nothing,” Winslow returned.
My hands quivered with frustration. I looked at Mark, who was standing in a corner as far away from Winslow as possible. I was sure he was struggling with not killing the bastard right away for putting Remy in harm’s way. He shook his head
