Damon
The council chamber doors slammed behind me, and for a heartbeat, I thought the walls themselves might tremble with the fury inside me. My plan… ruined. My carefully laid trap had crumbled before my eyes, leaving me standing in the wreckage while Selene wore shame like a second skin.
I clenched my fists until my claws pierced my palms. The sting of blood grounded me, but it did nothing to soothe the storm ripping through me.
Lyra.
The damned b***h.
She had walked into that chamber, smiled that infuriating smile, and ripped the ground out from under us. From under me.
I should have known she wasn’t as broken as I believed. I should have known that she had been hiding something, waiting for the perfect moment to unleash it. And the elders… those spineless relics, turning their h
