The next day the group would have breakfast. It was a cheerful and casual event, that was until a certain sister showed up. Luna would glare at them with a hateful and spiteful look, much like every interaction they’ve had with her. Now that Kazius knew the source behind her contempt, he could not help but hold contempt for her. After all, he had heard Damon’s begging to her that one day. How he wanted to just be her little brother.

“Seems your filthy friends are still here… I’m surprised they can still tolerate someone like you. Don’t tell me you are clinging to their feet like the pathetic worm you are.” Luna would state with a sneer.

Of course, despite their talk, Damon would simply look down in shame. It seems the male lacked courage when it came to standing up to himself. One conversation would not fix years of verbal abuse after all.

“Aren’t you the pathetic one clinging to him? Isn’t this his house? I heard that it belongs to the Chief. You are not family of the Chief, your words have made that clear. No one is stopping you from leaving yet you always come back to the house to insult him. Don’t like him, fine. You don’t have to, but you are out of your mind if you think I will allow you to talk to our friend that way.” Kazius stated, losing his patience with the woman. Sure, his words were a bit vile, but he was tired of hearing her talk shit without anyone saying anything. Of course, he was the only one in the group that understood her, other than Damon…

Damon was shocked at Kazius’ words, seeming to look conflicted. Likely happy to have someone stand up to him, but despite all the abuse, he always would crawl back to Luna in hopes of acceptance.

Of course, Luna likely did not expect anyone in their group to speak their tongue, so when Kazius told her off… Her eyes would go wide, her face red in embarrassment. Rage and hatred filling her gaze. She would cling her hands into fists, practically shaking from anger. “How… How dare you! You are just an outsider! You don’t belong in our town! This isn’t your business!”

“Well, isn’t she a piece of work…” Azanor would state, not understanding a word, but the vile woman practically frothing at the mouth in anger was far from a pretty sight.

“I don’t like the mean lady.” Eve would agree, not understanding what was even happening likely.

“In fact, the idea you are still here is an interesting one… I’ve been thinking about it, you know? I’ve had a lot to think about as of late… And something just doesn’t add up… You curse him yet you always come back to curse him some more despite your clear hatred for him… Even though you disappear… So you clearly have somewhere else to go… Then there is the towns people… From what I can understand, you all decide on Chief based on blood… Strength and likability seem to be important too…” Kazius trailed off, gazing at the fuming woman.

“What of it?! That bastard isn’t liked by anyone! The whole town understands just how disgusting he is!” Luna growled out in contempt.

“Precisely. Such an unnatural consensus… Doesn’t just happen… When the situation is not his fault… In a Tribe that values tradition enough to still have weapons laying around even if they don’t use them anymore… I wonder who has been putting the idea of Caleb becoming chief in their heads, hm? Specially since Caleb just stays locked in his room studying magic… And talks about not wanting to be Chief to both the town and Damon… Yet the town remains persistent on it… As if they feel it will happen… Sure, Damon has been avoiding being chief… But… Isn’t all that so convenient for you? Where they get that persistence from… It is almost like someone has been running around town while Damon is away to make sure that hatred stays… I wonder who would do something like that?” Kazius would muse, his expression a bit sneering and cold, intimidating even. His demeanor was confusing his friends quite a bit. Only Damon understood what he was saying, but his mannerism was something unusual for the former Holy Knight. Usually he was kind and understanding, then again, Luna was quite cruel to Damon… And Kazius was quite protective of his friends. His expression was quite the intimidating one, that much was certain. His composed glare back at the Werewolf woman being almost unsettling.

Luna seemed to grow wide-eyed at his accusation, not upset over it, but rather looking like someone who had been caught. “How did you…”

Damon at this looked horrified, “Luna… Please tell me that is not true… Please… Do you… Do you hate me that much?” He questioned in dismay, sounding heartbroken.

“Of course I do! Ever since you were born! The moment I saw you, I wanted to suffocate you with a pillow. A death like that is too good for you though. So, I sat still… And when mother took her life I swore I would make sure to take everything away from you. Your father, your title, everything. I will take it from you until you want to die.” Luna told him bitterly.

‘Wait… His father? This was deeper than what I realized…’

“What do you mean father?” Damon questioned, a shocked expression on his face.

“Did you really think some random outsider was able to kill that sick fuck?” Luna snapped back, coming clean.

“Did you think… I liked him? I hated him too. I… Don’t fault you for that… Even though… I began to train to protect you all from him! Specially mother! But instead, the stronger I got the worse you all treated me! The more mother feared me! When mom died, I just wanted to quietly not be in your way, to make up for everything… To see you and Caleb happy… I even rejected the little affection father finally showed me when I began to show strength. When I stopped him from beating us anymore… What more… What more could I have done!? Want to die… I wanted to do that before you even did anything!” Damon exclaimed, the giant of a man breaking, crying.

At his words though, Luna would look him straight in the eye before speaking. Hatred in her gaze, “Good.” She would say firmly to him, not moved at all by his words.

Damon at that would keep having tears fall. he wasn’t sobbing. It was just a silent cry. Today was supposed to be a day to cheer him up over the upcoming full moon yet now he seemed to be more miserable than ever. “Get… Get out… I… I won’t have you in my house anymore…” He would meekly tell the woman. Sounding almost defeated. He couldn’t say more, heading out, storming out of the house himself.

Kazius at this would lose his patience. He would give Damon a concerned look only to then look back at the woman, his expression cold. “Come near him again and I will kill you. In fact, don’t let me see you in town… You will regret it if I have to see your face again.” He warned, heading after the distraught Werewolf. In his eyes, she was no better than the church and former friends. He intended to get rid of it all such problems.

Of course, after what just happened, their group was every confused. All they had seen was them talk and then have the Werewolf break down crying.

“What just happened?” Alice questioned in concern.

“I don’t like not knowing things.” Azanor admitted with a sigh, which was rich coming from him. He loved leaving them in the dark for the most part.

“I am always confused.” Eve decided to admitted as well, seeming more confused than the other two.

They would follow after Kazius though. Clearly wanting to understand the situation. Thankfully, Kazius would explain things on the way.