Damon’s POV The second the ground shook, instinct took over. I didn’t hesitate, I just moved. “Stay here,” I ordered, my voice sharp as I grabbed the door and yanked it open. Behind me, Aria stumbled a step forward. “Wait, what do you mean stay here?” She demanded, her voice tight with panic. “Damon, you’re injured. You can’t just run out there—” “I said stay,” I cut in, turning to face her fully. Her hair was still damp from the rain, strands clinging to her face and neck. The faint scent of vanilla and rain curled in the air between us, distracting, dangerous. My wolf stirred re
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