Damien POV:
My body was on fire. I was writhing in pain and screaming. My mother was first through the door, she slid onto her knees. Trying to hold my head in her lap as tears streamed down her face. Her touch was like hell-fire on my skin. "Damien, look at me," She sobbed, "We can fix this!" Her words held no meaning to me. All I could think about was Olivia. Had she been mated and marked? I knew she had. My own salty tears were streaming down my face. My wolf whimpered inside of me, and my heart felt like it was being ripped out of my chest one sinew at a time. I was powerless. Just like when she was taken from me.
"Damien, we can fix this," repeated my mother again. My eyes darted towards her like the eyes of a person fueled by a drug-induced rage. Her words were like hot coals on m
