Damien’s POV
“It’s Lucian. He’s here.”
The words left my mouth like a curse, the weight of them heavy in the air. Serafine stood beside me and her breath was quite catching . The night is thick with tension that can make you fear.
She barely has time to react before the ground shakes beneath us. Lucian’s warriors, shadows in the moonlight, begin to close in on the Freedom Pack.
"Damien," Serafine whispers, her voice trembling. “What does he want?”
"He wants you,” I said, barely able to suppress the growl in my throat. “And he’ll stop at nothing.”
Serafine’s face hardens, her fear slipping behind a wall of resolve. “Oh God, I can’t let him take me.”
I instantly felt proud of her for her courage, though I was a little bit scared. I pulled her close, making sure my forehead touched her
