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Damon's POV I am left at a stagnant spot on the chair as I look up at the lady speaking harshly towards the man who is supposed to be my father with all the boldness and confidence that I have never seen in my life. I know I have admitted that she looks extremely pretty revealing a little bit of her vampire side, that particular trait that her father has possessed all these years but seeing her talk this way is stirring up some strange and annoyed feelings deep down within me that make me clench my fist tight as I continue to look at her feeling my wolf threatening to bust out soon in a few minutes. I don't know how I stand up and take hold of her shoulder, swinging her around to face me as I glare hard at her, pointing at her with a warning tone. "First of all, you should mind the way