Danielle; We’ll protect our Luna

Damon’s POV

I stood in front of the window, smoke curling from the tobacco stick between my fingers. The burn steadied me, but it didn’t quiet the storm in my head.

Just three days. Three days I was away, and in that time Amaria had killed twenty of my people. Twenty lives gone because of her sinister obsession. Twenty funerals, twenty grieving families, twenty questions directed at me…the Alpha who was supposed to protect them.

I dragged another pull of smoke into my lungs, letting it sear down my throat before releasing it into the cold air.

There was no doubt the witch responsible was Amaria.

But how?

I had only seen something like this once in my lifetime, and it was when I was still a teenager. When witches and wolves were sworn enemies. The Witches had dabbled in magic so dark, It ate them from inside as they destroyed us. In the end, a solution was found but everyone was deeply wounded. The witches and Werewolves were forced to make peace and tolerate each other since that da