Damien's POV
I had no words. I knew he had his men in my quarters telling him about everything, but this is ridiculous. Surely he wouldn't think he would be able to dictate who and who I do not meet.
He stood up to leave when I didn't say anything else but stopped halfway.
“About that girl,” he said and I tensed up immediately. He was referring to Hazel.
“She is a distraction, and with my presence, I'm sure she is already being taken care of,” he murmured before walking out.
I stood up to walk with him. Using my sense of smell, I tried to trace her scent but it was very faint. Where the hell was she? I know I was giving her a lot of grace recently but that was because I cannot seem to watch her get hurt.
It pains me to see her cry, which is a completely foreign feeling for me. W
