“What… are you?”
Aria’s voice was barely audible.
The question lingered in the ruined entrance hall as smoke drifted through the shattered doorway. Around them, members of Damien’s security team were escorting the unconscious mercenaries out of the mansion while others inspected the damage left behind by the attack.
Damien looked into Aria’s frightened eyes.
He had always known this moment would come.
He had simply hoped it would happen later.
Somewhere safer.
Somewhere she wasn’t already terrified.
Instead, fate had forced the truth upon them.
He slowly offered her his hand.
“Come with me.”
She stared at him for several seconds before accepting it.
Without another word, Damien led her through the mansion. Lucas followed a few steps behind, giving silent instructions to the sec
