DIMITRIS POV
It had been one month since we captured Gideon and brought him to Blood Moon. Though 'captured' might be the wrong word. He'd willingly surrended to us, not putting up an ounce of fight. His new home was the dungeon, obviously. Occassionally, he would leave, transporting himself to his home, wherever that was. The first time he did it, I lost my mind.
"I do need to change clothes, you know." He'd said.
The frustrating part was, I couldn't stop him. I could chain him to the wall but it wouldn't make a difference. The confusing part though, was that he always came back. He'd be gone for thrity minutes or so, long enough to clean up, and reappear in his cell. I asked myself countless times, why bother? Was this a way to taunt me? To show me he could escape anytime he wanted, a
