Chapter 11

"WHAT'S happening here?" Damon's cold voice interrupted.

Luis and I both turned to look at Damon. He was standing in the hallway, approaching us. His eyes moved from mine to Luis's hand holding mine, and his expression darkened. When he reached us, he quickly pulled my hand away.

Luis is tall and slender, but Damon is taller and more muscular, and years older than us, making him look more intimidating in front of Luis. Luis stepped back as Damon positioned himself between us.

"What did you do to her?" Damon demanded.

Luis hesitated to respond. I expected him to say something, but he seemed too intimidated.

"Are you alright?" Damon asked me.

My tears stopped, but my eyes still stung from almost crying earlier. Damon looked at me closely.

"Are you alright, Ysabelle?" he asked gently.

I nodded. He placed his hand on my lower back and glanced at Luis.

"Let's go. You look unwell..." Damon said, and we started to walk away.

We had only taken a few steps when Luis spoke again.

"Ysabelle, you