Lyra
For two lifetimes, I had told myself the same story about Damon. That he was ambitious. That he craved power, position, and control. That everything he did, the betrayals, the manipulations, the deaths, were all driven by hunger for dominance.
But tonight, in the silence after my confrontation with Selene, the truth uncoiled itself inside me like a serpent I had been blind to.
It wasn’t about power. Not really. It never has been.
It was about Killian.
The realization struck me so hard that I sat frozen at the edge of a bench, staring at the empty yard. A dozen memories from my past life surged forward, all the little things I had never questioned. Damon’s veiled glances at Killian. His constant presence at his side, even when there was no need. The rage that boiled out of him not
