Full Moon Curse (by Dream) novel Chapter 313

Chapter 313

“They’re probably all going to be planning your murder, now that they know.’ The witch cackles in my mind and I roll my eyes.

Of course they are. I don’t know if it’ll be a plan they act on until it’s time, but they’d be silly to not have a plan in case it’s needed. They fact that we haven’t had an actual plan is something that’s bothered me.

Granted, maybe they do, and I just don’t know about it.

Goddess, I hate all of this so much.

Dallas grunts putting the giant tv on the table they brought down here, then looks back at me. “Can you see it from there?”

I sigh deeply… It’s not that I don’t want to do this, but I also just really don’t want to do this. Not today. I’ve got too much going on in my head to really want to do this.

Seeing all my friends cuddled up together, while I sit locked behind a cage, not able to really join them… Be with

Liam.

“Yeah. I can see it fine.” I tell him, from the chair next to the bars. He purses his lips. “We should get you a recliner.”

I shake my head and go to stand. “I’ll be fine.”

He sighs, “You don’t want to do this.” He states, and I shrug. “I think pretending to be normal right now is something I’m not really capable of.”

He nods, “Can it hurt?” He asks, and I shrug, “Who the hell knows.”

“Say the word, Aims. I’ll shut it down.”

I shrug, “It’s fine.” I don’t want to upset anyone. They want to do this, and it’s probably best they don’t think I’m truly losing myself.

Even if I am.

I swallow roughly, and he shakes his head. “You didn’t do this, Aims. No one blames you.” He tells me, and my eyes narrow on him. “I did do this. I gave her what she wanted. I let her inside.” I growl, and he shakes his head. “And how long did you hold off. You may have failed, but you failed for the only reason any of us would have. Our children. You had no way of knowing we had a plan in the making. Any of us would have done the same thing. So don’t think for a second you deserve any of this. You didn’t do this.” He tells me sternly, taking a step closer.

My lips purse, but I can’t stop thinking about John… I let him die. I chose to let him die, before allowing the witch inside. If I had known then that I was going to give in eventually anyway, I should have given in then. Then Julia wouldn’t be without a mate.

I haven’t even seen her since we’ve gotten back. I don’t know if she blames me… Hates me. Either way, I deserve it. I decided the value of his life the second I let him die, and even further when I chose to save my daughter.

Honestly, Liam should hate me for it too. I wonder if there’s a part of him that does hate me for letting his dad die.

I’d like to think I’d be just as forgiving if roles were reversed, but I don’t know.

“So, what are you thinking?” Dallas asks, walking closer with three movies in his hands. “Scary, romantic, or comedy?” He asks, thankfully changing the subject.

“Comedy. Please.” I tell him, and he nods, pulling that movie from the pile and going back to the tv.