Suddenly, a figure rushed over, shoving Damon away with enough force to make him stagger.Damon stumbled backward, nearly falling to the ground, his usual grace deserting him."Damon, I told you not to lose your temper," Garrett growled, positioning himself between us. "Attacking a Luna is grounds for punishment, even for you."I glanced at the back of the figure standing in front of me, my heart unmoved by his apparent protection. Garrett wasn't defending me—he was maintaining order, protecting the pack's reputation. I meant nothing to him.It wasn't until I caught sight of a petite figure in my peripheral vision that I realized Garrett hadn't come back alone. Of course. His precious Victoria was never far from his side.Victoria gasped dramatically, quickly running to Damon's side, reaching out to help him up with delicate hands. Her dark hair fell forward, partially concealing her face, but not the worried expression she wore like a mask."Damon, are you hurt?" she asked softly, her
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