Declans point of view. Part 2
The golden rays of sunshine are bearing down hard. It hurts my eyes as I try to blink away the darkness. But that's nothing compared to the burning I can feel in my hands, ankles and waist. Only one thing could cause me so much unimaginable pain. Silver. I had to be chained in f*****g silver. I’m still pissed that they did this. The wolfsbane would have been enough. Not only did it hurt, but it was making me weak, and that was exceptionally worse.
“Oh, my baby boy, look at what they have done to you.” My mother sobs beside me. I don't have the strength for much, and so I let my head lol lazily to the side so that I could look at her. She liked tired, stressed, sad. I felt terrible for her.
“Hi, mom”, I groan and stutter; it's hard to talk when my throat
