Andrea POV

Andrea POV

They dragged me along with them and this time, I didn't struggle with them, not even a single bit.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have liked him at first. I should have known that we were a thousand worlds apart. He was just a mere Werewolf and I was the descendant of the moon goddess." I thought in my head as my heart was torn apart into shreds.

And even though I had already vowed that nothing about him was going to make me feel hurt again, his harsh words rekindled the wound that was already dying down in my heart making it to feel as though it was just yesterday.

I was thrown into a different dungeon from the dungeon I was thrown into the other time and this time, it was way darker and creepier.

I was alone in the dungeon for days and had nobody to talk to except the guards who came to give me food and the other only thing that they did was mock the hell out of me.

Nobody ever came to me and told me what I did to warrant all these punishments. I drew a long bre