CELESTE
The room was silent after Damon’s declaration. If a pin dropped, you'd be able to hear the sound. I stared at him in shock as his anger almost boiled over.
It was the first time since I had seen him a few months ago that I had seen him so furious. I didn't think it had anything to do with the disrespect and him reminding them of his position at the moment; it looked like a more profound anger, a pain that he had been trying to push back for a long while. But now he no longer wanted to go back.
I swallowed, dragging in a deep breath as I continued to stare at him with wide eyes. Damon bristled, his hands clenched by his side, and his jaw clenched. He pointed to each elder in the room, his voice a low growl, and enunciated.
“Again, I am swearing by the goddess, an insult towards Celeste one more time, I do not care who you are or what position you believe you hold, I shall yank off your head and feed it to the vultures.”
Once again, my heart warmed, and my cheeks heated up. He w
