Chapter Twenty-Two

Damon POV

I cannot believe my parents are letting Elle go to New York City with that dolt Jonah. What are they thinking? Slade is on the verge of coming forward to bring havoc down upon the Diamond Claw pack. Allies be damned if their Alpha is going to steal what is mine. Still in the hallway around the corner from the dining room, trying to calm Slade enough so that he doesn't act stupidly, I hear the scraping of chairs as everyone gets up to leave the table. Not wanting to be seen by my parents, I duck into the room closest to me.

With my ear pressed against the door, I listen as my parents walk past the door whispering quietly amongst themselves. Their voices are so quiet that I cannot understand what they're saying. A few moments later, cinnamon and vanilla invade the air. It's a scent I have become obsessed with in the last few years. Without thinking, I open the door and drag her inside before she realizes what's happening. Closing it, I box Elle between the wall, my arms, an