chapter 75: Blood and Bargains (Elina's POV)
I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside me. Victor's blood-splattered face and vacant eyes had shaken me more than I wanted to admit. With unsteady legs, I turned and walked back toward my apartment, my omega wolf whining softly within me.
"He injured his head. He was hitting himself so hard, what if he really dies?" I muttered, my voice barely audible.
My wolf's instincts were in conflict. Part of me felt satisfaction at seeing my father's killer reduced to such a state. But another part, the gentler omega nature, worried about consequences.
I entered my apartment, closing the door behind me—or at least, I tried to. The door met resistance. Damon Blackwood had already stepped inside, one foot over the threshold, his alpha
