LOGINOphelia’s POV:Damn it. Every instinct in my body was screaming at me. It was obviously a mistake coming here. But now that I had stepped into his trap, the exit was a mile away. I needed to play smarter; if I let the panic take the wheel now, I would end up far worse off.
Ophelia’s POV:This was the man who had stalked toward Valeria at the petrol pump. The same man who had caused me to hurl a bag of snacks like a weapon before fleeing. My pulse, which had just begun to settle, spiked violently, drumming against my ribs with a frantic, primitiv
Ophelia’s POV:“We need to get a DNA test done.”
Damon’s POV:“Sorry, Boss. We haven’t found a solid lead yet. Both of them seemed to have slipped out of the capital a while ago,” Silas reported, his voice tight with the kind of caution a man uses when he’s standing next to a ticking bomb.
Ophelia’s POV:Unfortunately for me, the man was obviously well-trained. To him, the bag of snacks I’d hurled with all my desperate strength was nothing more than a nuisance, a stray fly to be swatted away. With a casual flick of his wrist, he knocked the bag aside befor
Ophelia’s POV:My muscles locked, and for a heartbeat, I was certain I was caught. But as the echo reverberated, I realized the voice was distant, muffled and coming from the upper floors.
Ophelia’s POV:He was kissing me.The world stopped. My lungs seized, the oxygen in the small, curtained cubicle suddenly replaced by the intoxicating scent of him—cedar
Damon’s POV:After the doctors moved Valeria into the high-security private ward in the wing above, I had made my way back down to the triage area. I was halfway down the stairs when I saw them.
Damon’s POV:Now it made sense.I knew something was off the moment I’d gotten inside the car with her.Her pheromones were t
Ophelia’s POV:Damon had gone completely silent.I couldn't help but look up, my gaze drifting from the floor to his face. He wasn't looking at my eyes. He was staring down at my chest, his







