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Zora’s POV In that room, my heart raced because of the tense atmosphere Damon and Lucian brought with them. Their presence was so strong it felt like an electric storm, making the air heavy and suffocating, making it almost impossible to breathe. As I immediately stepped away from Marcel, I couldn't help but notice how different Damon and Lucian were. Damon, usually good at hiding his emotions, had a cold and distant expression. It was like he had put up a wall to keep his feelings hidden, but there was a small sign, a tiny twitch of his jaw. It was usually not obvious but thanks to the fact that I spent the better part of my time trying to study the Lords, I had been able to pick up when he was upset and he looked like he wanted to punch something, which was a surprise. Lucian, on the