Zyna's POV

“You filthy whore!” Damon's voice rang with all the annoyance in the world.

“What?!” I spat out the piece of cucumber that Zac had just put in my mouth.

We were enjoying the late afternoon sun. It was a sport for me, but a doctor's recommendation for Zac who was just coming out of surgery, thanks to you-know-who.

“Yes bitch! That's the reaction I was expecting.” He smiled sinisterly, baring his teeth savagely at me.

Zac had sprung up, but it didn't look like he had game.

“What were you even thinking?” Damon asked, inching closer.

“Don't touch me.” I yelled.

I was still recovering from losing my...