BETTY'S POVI sat down slow, keeping my eyes on the old man the whole time. My legs felt weak but I did not let it show. Damon stood so close behind me I could feel the heat coming off him, and I knew if the Chairman moved wrong, my mate would break his neck before anyone in the room could blink."You do not have to be afraid of me," the Chairman said, folding his hands on the table like we were just two old friends catching up over tea. "I only wanted to see the daughter of the woman I once admired.""Admired." I said the word back to him flat, no warmth in it at all. "Is that what you call it when you hunt someone's family for years?"His smile did not break, but something behind his eyes flickered."Sit," Damon growled, cutting in before I could say more. He did not move from his spot behind my chair. "And keep your hands where we can see them."The Chairman chuckled, low and slow, like Damon's warning amused him more than scared him."Possessive," he said, looking Damon up and dow
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