Brynn was having another nightmare; this time it was Damon who stood on top of her with his hands around her neck, choking her to death.
"Damon, please," she begged, but was only replied to with a wicked laugh.
"Goodbye, mi amore," his dark voice calls with a more pressing intent, and that was when Brynn woke up.
Brynn pushed off the bed in panic as she took in large gulps of air. Her hands flew to her neck to check for marks, but she felt nothing on her skin as she took in another breath. "Breathe, Brynn," she told herself as she adjusted to the lamp light.
The first thing Brynn took notice of the moment she woke up was the familiar scent that surrounded her room. This wasn’t the first time she had taken notice of this fresh pine scent that belonged to Killian.
Brynn sat up quickly a
