The tension inside the car thickened, suffocating me as Damon’s eyes bore into mine. The engine was off, the only sounds coming from the faint rustling of leaves and the distant hum of traffic.
My heart pounded against my chest as panic clawed at my throat. We were in an isolated parking lot, surrounded by dense trees. No witnesses. No escape.
“I need to know the truth, Damon,” I demanded, my voice trembling despite my attempt to sound strong. “What happened to the
Silver Moon Pack? What are you hiding?”
Damon’s jaw tightened as he shifted his gaze forward, staring blankly through the windshield. He was battling something internally.
Guilt? Anger? Or perhaps... regret?
“You shouldn’t have heard that conversation, Ava,” he muttered, his tone low and laced with something darker.
“Th
