The moment Isla rejected the mate bond between Damon and her, something inside her snapped. She felt it like a part of her was being taken away from her. An excruciating pain exploded in her heart, spreading through her veins like wildfire. It felt like sharp knives were piercing into her heart, tearing her apart inside out.
She collapsed to the floor curling herself into a ball as a strangled scream tore from her lips. Her body shook violently as the effect of rejecting the mate bond took hold. She dug her nails into the ground, writhing as waves of unbearable pain washed over her. She could feel her consciousness slowly slipping away.
She was in so much pain but she didn't regret rejecting Damon as her mate. She didn't care if she died.
The crowd stared at the commotion in shock, Wondering what was wrong with her before someone from the group exclaimed loudly.
"I knew the she was cursed"
"She's not cursed! She's a witch!" Another exclaimed.
