Chapter 51 Punishment
"What do you mean you don’t know? You suddenly turned around and kept walking towards this direction. I called you several times, but you didn’t answer me. You have grown some guts, haven’t you?"
"Master, I have no idea. I don’t remember how I came here."
Damon’s eyes narrowed. "You don’t remember?"
I shook my head, my heart pounding in my ears at the strange situation. Why couldn’t I remember everything he said?
"Come, Ember."
His hand slipped down my shoulder to my wrist. He pulled me along, his jaws clenched, his eyes burning with fury as if he knew what had happened.
Damon didn’t speak again after that. He simply led me out of the woods, his hand wrapped tightly around my wrist like he was afraid I’d disappear if he let go.
But he wasn’t looking at me.
His eyes were on the ground, distant, as if he were trying to piece something together. Maybe he was. Because whatever had happened back there... that voice, that light—I didn’t understand it either. I had heard a lullaby that no one else seemed to hear. I walked like I was in a trance. And now, I couldn’t remember half of it.
But Damon... his silence wasn’t the normal brooding silence. It was the kind that wrapped around the air like a storm waiting to break.
He let go of me as soon as we reached a clearing opened up—flat land packed with reddish soil, bordered by wooden dummies and old weapons lying around like forgotten toys.