☆Levana☆
I sat stiffly next to Marcus at the back of the sleek car. We had left the witches council and I had been relieved to still be alive. Now, I was sort of thinking they may have been doing me a favor if they had just ended my life. I glanced over at the man sitting next to me and I flinched. Did he know who I was? I doubted it. He had dark hair, but it was slightly greying on the sides. His jaw was tense, and his lips were pressed tightly together. He didn’t look extremely comfortable and I had to wonder if maybe he did know who I was.
“What is it, Miss Le Doux?” he suddenly asked as he turned to meet my stare. I gulped loudly and shook my head. How could I possibly feel so small and insignificant right now? I was a powerful priestess. Of course, that was no longer true but that
