Chapter 45: Monster

ARIA'S POV:

"Wait!" I screamed, rising to my feet, which was a miracle, and running towards the bars of the cell, as Dane was about to turn away from the cell I was in and leave the dungeon.

"How do you know so much about my grandfather?"

"Your grandfather?" He asked sarcastically, then turned to face me. "Who in the history of werewolves would not know your monster of a grandfather?"

I scoffed. "Do you dare call him a monster when you are much worse?" 

"I'm worse than your grandfather." He asked, laughing. "I'm worse than that thing?" He asked again, unable to control his laughter, which sounded like a rich blend of the sound of water waves mixed with a hint of thunder and whirlwind.

It sounded rude and wicked, but also soothing and hurtful.

"A note of warning just for your safety, darling," he said, walking close to me with amuseme