CHAPTER 57
Damien’s POV
I lay awake with Rose in my arms, my fingers gently brushing her slender arm. Her breathing was soft and peaceful, her face relaxed in her sleep. It took me a few seconds to realize I was smiling at her, and the smile widened as I did. I felt at peace with her here, wishing we could stay like that forever. But that was only a pipe dream. Not when people like Victor were around. Or wolves, like Tony had called them.
But Victor hadn't always been an enemy. Instead, he was a close friend to the family. I still had vivid memories of the day I first met him. My parents were still alive, and my father had thrown one of the parties he was famous for.
A friend and I were having a conversation in the outer garden when my father's voice interrupted us.
“Damien! Come, com
