Distracted by the unpleasant thoughts of Nora, instead of going to the car, Talia walked into the forest. Damon was one step behind her.
As they moved further into the foliage, Talia's thoughts expanded to more than just Nora. Memories of people looking down on Talia and calling her names changed one after another. Marcy, Anna and her gang of Omegas, Cassie, Lisa, Alpha Magnus, Elders, Alpha Edward... they looked at Talia like she was dirty, like she didn't belong there. In the attic, in the kitchen, in the dining room, in the study, at the party, at the meeting of Alphas. Who were they to decide if she should be somewhere or not?
Talia wondered how difficult it will be for people to accept witches as part of their normal when they couldn't accept one little Talia.
