Damon's POV
Ever since Aria and Noah returned, I've been laying my pieces perfectly.
Every calculated move I made had funneled Aria exactly where I wanted. Into my grasp.
Yet earlier, in that car, when she agreed to my terms just to protect Noah Hargreaves, fury exploded within me.
My claws dug into the wooden railing, splintering it. She would do this? Agree to do whatever I wanted just to shield that Whitemoon bastard?
Rhein exploded inside me, a feral roar tearing through our link. Mark her! Claim her again now! She is ours! No one else's!
Easy, I growled back at him, though my blood boiled white-hot. She despises me. Yet she'd let me touch her, take her, if it saves him? How deep do her feelings for Noah run?
The thought gutted me. My mate, carrying herself with that defiant gra
