TRADE.

“Talk to me one time. I will lock up your powers and leave you in the den to rot. I’m giving you one last chance. Get out of here. Don’t let me come back and see you in my house.’ He warned.

“I’m so sorry,’ she said through tears. “I’m so sorry,’ she said repeatedly while she hugged him.

Damon looked up at his father, who scoffed and began walking away, then he halted and said his last words. “If this should ever repeat itself, I will make you regret ever being my son and showing you what I’m made of. Useless wolves and worthless beings.”

“What bullshit!” He uttered in resentment and finality, walking out as he slammed the door behind him.

I hid behind the sofa, trembling, and my face puffed up with tears.

My entire life were memories of my father's abuse.

Damon, who was punched in the face, blood spurting out of his mouth as he got up and held my mother’s shoulders, smiling, and gritted his teeth with blood in his mouth. “You don’t have to do this, mother, calm down. I’m all ready, mo