Chapter 253

Damon

I didn’t go back to the main house right away.

I couldn’t. Not after what I saw. Not after what I saw him go through, the struggle, the pain, his screaming, it just played in my mind.

I stayed there, just outside the cell, watching Carter as he finally fell into a quiet sleep. His breathing had evened out, but I could still see the faint tremor in his hands. I could still see the fear that I saw in his eyes, the anger and the anguish, the way he begged for help.

He wasn’t faking.

No matter how hard a person could fake, they wouldn’t be able to get this. He was terrified.

Whatever had its claws in him, it wasn’t gone. Not completely. And I knew that she wasn’t going to stop, not until she got what she wanted, whatever that was at least.

I ran a hand through my hair, then turned and headed to the house. The sky was quiet now. The mist had retreated, but that didn’t mean we were safe. That didn’t mean that anything of the danger th