INICIAR SESIÓNSomething in my own chest ached fiercely at that raw, unguarded vulnerability, understanding this fear ran considerably deeper than simple physical anxiety about his heart's condition. "And I'm scared of Genevieve," he added quietly. "Genuinely, viscerally scared in a way I haven't experienced sin
Damon pov I got home late again, exhausted from another fruitless day spent coordinating search efforts across the pack's territory, Genevieve still frustratingly, dangerously elusive despite everything we'd thrown at finding her. The apartment was quiet when I entered, most of the lights dimmed
He was quiet for a long moment, processing that, before finally nodding slowly. "Thank you. I know I keep saying that, but I don't think I can express fully enough how much this consideration actually means, especially given how difficult I've apparently made accepting it." "You could make it easi
Damon pov Bringing my father home was an adjustment for everyone, the small guest room off our expanded quarters transformed into a makeshift recovery space, medical equipment discreetly arranged alongside furniture that made the whole setup feel less clinical, more like an actual extension of our
"I'll talk to Callum too," Damon said, already turning his mind toward logistics, some of his earlier frantic distress settling into something more focused now that concrete action had presented itself. "Figure out what additional security modifications our quarters would need to properly accommodat
Evelyn pov I watched Damon pace the small waiting area outside his father's room, back and forth, back and forth, his hands occasionally dragging through his hair in obvious, barely restrained distress. He hadn't slept, not really, not since the frantic call had pulled him from bed hours earlier







