Aria’s POVThe moment I looked up and saw Damon standing in the doorway, my heart stopped.The feeling that followed was worse than fear. It felt like I swallowed something bitter that sat heavy in my chest, refusing to go down no matter how hard I tried to breathe through it.His eyes were already on me, cold.“Alpha,” I said quickly, forcing my voice into something steady.It barely worked. My hands were damp against the desk, and I curled my fingers into the edge of the wood so he wouldn’t see them shaking as he stepped into the archive.The door shut behind him with a quiet click.Damon didn’t rush and every step he took between the towering shelves felt deliberate, like a predator circling before deciding when to strike.He stopped a few feet away from me and for a second he just stared, his gaze sweeping over my face, my posture, the scarf around my neck, as if measuring exactly how much damage I had caused tonight.Then his mouth curved into a humorless smile.“First a traitor,
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