Without giving room for a response, he turned around and grabbed Elora's wrist before dragging her along with him back to their suite while Damien stood still, with his blood boiling and he gave out a loud growl and grunt of anger and frustration. His breath rose and fell erratically.

Amie watched from the corner, smirking in satisfaction, knowing she'd gotten into trouble; her wince confirmed it as Larsen dragged her with him. The fear on Elora's face gave Amie so much joy that her eyes flickered with so much relief and lifted her mood that made her want to hum a song.

Elora winced in pain from Larsen's tight...