~Aria~

Bang!

The door crashed open.

“Mate! He's furious!” A growl from my wolf rumbled in my chest. Then it slinked back into the shadows of my mind, uneasy and on edge.

From the living room, I could hear boots hammer towards the bedroom, each footfall a declaration of war.

I signaled Beatrice to leave the room.

Seconds later, Damon stormed in.

His face was a mask of crimson, veins bulging at his temples. His jaw clenched so tight you could see his muscles straining. And the way his eyes blazed so intensely as he narrowed them on me made my body shiver on the spot.

“Why are you here…”...