Mason watched you in front of him curiously. He was tired. Tired of being a werewolf. Tired of having his bones break repeatedly every full moon. Tired of being a danger to others every full moon.

"Are you sure this will work?"

The dark haired man inquired. He watched you do your witchy thing with a ring of platinum. The stone within the ring was black kyanite. Was a moonlight ring which would control the werewolf curse and make it so he could take a break from shifting during the full moon possible? He knew about daylight rings. Not every vampire had one but many he knew did, the Salvatores and Katherine among them.