Chapter 10
Damon's POV
I knew I was f****d the moment she turned me on harder than any dangerous stripper ever had the day I saw her at Crimson Velvet.
The thing was, Raven Winters—or Luna, or whatever the f**k she wanted to call herself—was always defenseless, weak, and totally not my type. I usually went for confident women who knew how to handle an Alpha's intensity, who could take what I gave and ask for more without flinching. Women who understood the game and played it well.
But her? She unleashed forbidden desires in me that I didn't even know existed.
'Mate,' my wolf growled possessively, pacing restlessly beneath my skin. Zane's voice cut through my thoughts like a knife. "Those twin assholes escaped last night. Without any f*****g trace."
I gritted my teeth so hard my jaw a
