It’s day nine or ten or maybe eight… she had lost count. She had lost count of the night Damon tried to mate with her or whatever he had in mind that night. She wasn’t sure—but it didn’t seem like he was up to any good. He was never up to good.
She rolled over to the other side of the bed. It was also the last time she saw Dylan. She knew he had came out looking for her several times but she never shows up. The last time she was out there was when she last saw Dylan—the night the mend the bond Damon tried to demolish.
She heaved a sigh of grief, unsure of what exactly she’s upset about. The only thing she knew was there are so many things to be angry about. Damon… her father…
Though Damon haven’t showed up in her house since the night he came and took her to his pack. But it feels as
