Samantha’s POV:
"Now Damon, let's not be rash here. Let's remember who the stronger vampire is." Leonardo's voice rang through the room.
My back rumbled as Damon spoke. "You're not strong. You're old. And people don't fear you, they fear her!"
Damon's voice was on the edge of hysterics, so I was questioning his sanity. I didn't even think he knew what he was talking about. I tried drowning out their words, focusing on what I was going to do.
My hands were grasped tightly around Damon's arm, trying to keep him from suffocating me. I wasn't doing a good job though, as his muscles seemed to move tighter around my neck with every second that passed. It was getting hard to breathe, much less think.
The plan that Bridgit and I had formed was falling apart. But that didn't mean we weren't
