Vulnerable

Chapter 20 - Vulnerable

Damon

I didn't get a wink of sleep last night. My mind was too busy to allow me such a thing. I kept finding myself staring at the door to the bathroom and talking myself out of barging into Alora's room and demanded answers.

But the thought of being alone in a room with her made me reconsider it. I found myself thinking of how much she seemed to call to me. Like she was my own personal siren. It made me feel so many emotions, the most prominent one being guilt. It felt like I was betraying my mate whenever Alora pulled me under her spell. Even though she was gone, I couldn't help but let the guilt overcome me.

I gritted my teeth as I thought about our encounter in Garren's study. How she had me so distracted that she could use my own weapon against me. Never in all of my years of training/combat had that happened. I was always on guard, constantly aware of my opponent's actions. But Alora got under my skin and into my head, clouding it with rage. It made me