I gasped for breath when I heard that, "Wait for what, Joyce almost lost her
wolf because of me." I asked again as it to confirm if my ears were still functioning properly.
I looked at Damon who didn't bat an eyelid, did he even care if she dies, I must do something about this or Joyce will hate me forever, I can't even imagine myself in her place. Somehow I understood how she felt and I sincerely hope that she had realized her own mistake..but stripping her off her wolf is going too far on my part.
"Damon," I called after him.
"Yes," He replied raising his brows.
"Can you please release Joyce," I pleaded?
"Why?', he asked.
" I'm afraid she can't survive for long in there, "I said.
"So?' he said.
Wait, he never ceases to annoy me, does he have to ask a million questions before he
