|DAMIEN’S POV|
Standing beneath the cloak of night, with the moon casting its pale light upon the world below, I find solace in the solitude of the darkness. It's a man's prerogative, after all, to gather his thoughts amidst the silent embrace of the night. With a languid exhale, I release a plume of smoke into the cool air, a tangible echo of the turmoil that churns within me.
Tonight was supposed to be simple. A visit to the trailer park, a few choice words to that psycho Ava, and then back to business as usual. But of course, nothing ever goes according to plan. No, Ava had seen through my intentions, seen the primal desire burning in my eyes, and she had seized upon it like a predator upon its prey. And now I find myself paying the price for indulging in my alpha instincts.
But it's
