(Eleanor pov)
I felt the panic rising up in Damion before I saw it on his face. He did not want me to meet the Elders for some reason. It was hard not to take it personally, to be honest. Did he think I wasn't ready to meet this group of important people? I know he wasn't too fond of his uncle, he hadn't told me why exactly but I have a feeling it has to do with his father.
I knew he would be there but the rest I have no idea who they might consist of.
I took a bite of omelet, chewing slowly as I sat in Damion's lap, feeling him tense beneath me more and more every second.
"Is there a reason why you don't want me to meet them?" I asked straight out, not wanting to beat around the bush..
I did that way to long with Damion already..I was ready to say exactly how I really feel from no
