Damon POV
I felt my body force itself awake, as if Alpha commanded to. My eyes opened with a jolt. Allison was glowing and holy sh*t did she ever look hot as ever right now. Her small pink party dress, replaced with a beautiful long gown, small pink flowers patterned all over it. Wait is that blood? I panicked thinking it was her own, but I then saw Summers' limp body in the corner her limbs at odd angles and her skull crushed. Is it bad that the thought of my mate killing her so fiercely kinda turned me on? After trying to process everything that happened around me, I noticed something else, I was only wearing boxers. Where did the rest of my clothes go? I quickly realised it was most likely apart of one of Summers' twisted games.
Allison then spoke again, but the voice was not her own
