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My blood turned to i
Lana's POV The days blurred together. I fed Norman scraps, useless information, outdated details, things he could have found in any public record. He thought I was cooperating. He thought I was his.And the
Lana's POV I stepped back, crossing my arms as I watched Norman study me for a long moment, those calculating eyes roaming over my face like he was reading a book. Then he smiled, that same unsettling smile from earlier, and gestured casually toward the warehouse door.
Lana's POV I looked at him. The Norman standing before me wasn't the same one who'd lounged on Damon's couch complaining about game lag. That Norman had been annoying but harmless. This one...
Lana's POV I was at the brink. The words piled up behind my teeth—my father, the Grail, the hostages, everything. One more second in his arms and they'd spill out. One more heartbeat of that warmth and I'd lose myself completely.I pushed him away.
Lana’s POVDamon held me fiercely. His arms were iron bands around my back, his chest a wall of heat against my frozen body. He didn't loosen his grip for even a second, as if he believed I'd vanish the moment he let go.I pressed against him. Listened to his heart—rapid, strong, pounding against his ribs like it
Lana’s POVMy blood turned to ice.For one horrible, wonderful, impossible moment, I thought I was hallucinating. That the grief had finally broken me, and my mind was conjuring him to ease the pain.
Lana’s POV The echoes of applause still lingered faintly in my mind long after the ceremony ended. The lights, the whispers, the way everyone’s eyes had followed me after that speech, it all replayed like a film stuck on loop. But now that it was all over, and I had finally returned to the quiet o
Lana’s POV The following day arrived like a sunrise that refused to hide its brilliance. The D-day of the Star-Moon Pack’s awards ceremony. My heart had barely slept the night before, a flurry of excitement, nerves, and that gnawing awareness that my name was, somehow, on the guest list. I’d never
Lana’s POV When Damon said he would give me anything, I thought it was just one of his smooth lines, the kind that slipped from his lips like honey and always left me unsure whether to laugh or melt.But it wasn’t until I thought of it and the next second that I learned what he truly meant. And he
Damon’s POVShe looked at me like I had just said something that could pull the entire earth off its axis. Her lips parted slightly, her eyes narrowing in disbelief – half amused, half dazed, as if my words had knocked her balance a little. That look, damn, that look always did something to me. The







