GENESIS

He was upset. I could feel it—wrapped around him like smoke. His heartbeat was faster, his body stiff and tense. He wasn’t relaxed.

Slowly, I opened my eyes, blinking away the sleep. As I did, all my senses kicked in. Voices filled the room.

“You think he’s coming after you,” someone said.

“I don’t think, Damon. The bastard called me and threatened to hurt her. I would’ve taken it if it was just me and then kill him off because no one threatens me.” His voice was low and rough, a growl full of fury. He was pacing, back and forth, and the motion made my head spin. I...