Mia and I were not on talking terms. Declan had been keeping me away from the west side of the house. My brother, was caught up f*****g Mia and Daniel and Declan's attention had been focused downstairs, in the basement, where the high priestess was held.
I didn't know much about the protocol of the supernatural world, but this had to be a big crime. The moon godess used the high priestess as a messenger, why would Declan risk keeping her locked up. Not that, but why would she even patner with my grandmother?
I walked down the stairs of the basment, every step I took gave me bitter memories. The darkness and the cold air of this place reminds me of when I had known it as my home. I thought I'd die here, but look how the tables had tearned. As I approached, there wasn't the usual scream
