Chapter Forty-Five
The Laughter Of Old Friends
***Lorana***
Woah, my head felt so light and fuzzy as Damon carried me to the battle arena behind the mansion packhouse. During breakfast, I struggled not to laugh at Damon’s antics. Whatever I had said to him this morning had brought my version of Damon to the surface. He laughed and played around with Rachelle like the biggest child. Even Tyler seemed saved from Damon’s wrath. Well, Damon completely ignored him unless he attempted to talk to me. I had to organise a time to catch up with my old friend before the fight.
“You bring out the best in me,” Damon said as he placed me on the ground.
Finally happy to feel the ground beneath me, I buried myself in his arms. “I’m glad I’m useful.”
He brought his mouth to my ear, sending butterf
