Pointing fingers

Ember's POV

"Luna, she's resisting to be killed and shouting that you're the one who deserves to be killed." Wilson informed me.

I think I needed to go back to the dungeon and find a way around with that girl. She has become stupid. It was my fault for even allowing her to have some peace of mind in the first place but never would I say anything about it.

"I told you so." Trent replied, he was still on the phone with me. I was sure he was busy laughing his ass off because of the problem. "Now don't go anywhere to meet her. That lady is a manipulative bitch, doing that would only be digging your grave. If she has allies truly then they'd be anticipating that move."

His reasoning made sense and I sighed.

"I told you to shoot her, why is she still alive?" I asked Wilson. "Or are you a part of her ally? Tell me so that I know what I'm looking at." I responded.

He shook his head, but wore a conflicted emotion. This was strange because the Wilson I knew would have rushed to do what I said wi