LOGINLana's POV
Moments Later
The healers came and went. Sheila came more
Lana's POVWhen Tia saw I remained unmoved, her mask cracked. The smirk vanished. The pretense dropped. Her eyes turned cold, flat, dangerous."You
Lana's POVI wasn't expecting to see Tia the following day.She appeared at the edge of the camp as the sun was setting, her silhouette unmistakable even from a distance. I hadn't seen her in months—not since she'd slithered her way into Liam's bed while pretending to be my friend. Now she stood there, one hand resting on her swollen belly, her eyes glittering with something dark and satisfied.She had found a
Lana's POVMoments LaterThe healers came and went. Sheila came more often. She stood at the doorway of the room they'd moved Damon to—a small cabin not far from the ruined refuge, borrowed from a family who owed Dave a favor."Lana." Sheila touched my shoulder. "You need to rest. Eat something. Sleep. Just for an hour."
Lana's POVWe held each other in that dark refuge, tangled in a storm of agony and love. His arms wrapped around me, my face buried in his chest, the world outside forgotten. The wind howled, the snow fell, and for a few moments, we were just two broken people clinging to the only thing that made sense.
Lana's POV I followed his finger through the blowing snow. At first I saw nothing—just white, more white, the endless grey of the glacier. Then my eyes adjusted.A structure. Low and dark against the ice. Not a cabin—something older. A refuge, maybe, bui
Lana's POV The days that followed were strange. Quiet in a way that didn't feel peaceful—more like the stillness before a storm.But Damon's health improved. Slowly at first, then faster. The color re
Lana’s POV The morning sun was barely spilling through the heavy curtains when a loud, booming voice shattered the fragile quiet.“Damon! Damon!”I stirred, blinking against the dim light. Damon groaned beside me, one arm thrown across his eyes. His voice was rough, low, still thick with sleep. “D
Lana’s POV The moment Damon’s gaze landed on Isaac, everything shifted. The calm mask he wore cracked, and something primal surged through him. His jaw tightened, his pupils dilated, and before my eyes, his body began to change.I staggered back, clutching my throbbing side as I watched in disbeli
Damon’s POV The last couple of days had slipped past in a blur of numbers, calls, and endless frustration. I sat in the living room of my villa, the floor-to-ceiling windows pouring late-afternoon light across the mahogany table. My laptop glowed, stacked beside several hard files, the recent tran
Lana’s POV Subconsciously, my gaze flickered toward Damon. He was leaning back casually in his seat, his hand resting on the stem of a wine glass he hadn’t touched in a while. The candlelight caught on his sharp features, making him look both dangerously aloof and impossibly magnetic.He tilted hi







