Damon’s POV
I leaned on a tree nearby, eating an apple, watching the deceptive werewolf try to kill Ariana.
Without interfering, I watched her push Ariana to the ground, a blade in her hand ready to strike and a victorious crooked smile on her chapped lips.
I chewed on the apple with enthusiasm.
Within a second, Ariana grabbed the woman’s hair, head-butting her with full force before swiftly grabbing the knife, wrapping her hands on her neck and pushing her to the ground.
I smiled. Talk about a total one eighty.
The werewolf, distraught, began shaking.
“As your punishment you will die by your own blade.” Her eyes were glazing with fury. One of the hottest scenes I ever witnessed.
Ariana raised the blade higher, aiming to strike.
“Wait, wait, wait! I’m sorry, please don’t—” Before
