Damian's POV
I had to turn back.
Back to the palace. Back to the damn ceremony I never asked for. Back to the room full of eager, over-perfumed daughters of powerful Alphas just waiting for me to pick one and seal some bullshit alliance I didn’t want.
But I couldn’t stop thinking about her.
Viktor.
She wasn’t even supposed to be here. The girl with fire in her spine and chaos in her eyes who somehow managed to crawl under my skin, haunt my thoughts, and make my wolf absolutely feral at the thought of her getting hurt.
And now... Lucian had her.
He’d taken her straight into vampire territory.
I should’ve gone after them. Should’ve ignored the rules, ignored my rank, ignored the looming eyes of my people and just chased her like my instincts were screaming at me to do. But I didn’t.
