DAMIAN’S POV
She was safe.
That should have been enough to calm the storm inside me. But it wasn’t.
Because safe wasn’t permanent.
Whoever had taken her—whoever had dared to lay a hand on her—was still out there. Watching. Waiting.
And I wouldn’t let it happen again.
I exhaled slowly, my fists clenching at my sides. I’d spent years learning control—acting with precision instead of impulse. But when it came to Mirabel, restraint barely held.
She didn’t know it yet, but I’d already made my decision.
From this moment on, I would be her shadow.
Her silent protector.
Her secret bodyguard.
Not even my brothers would know. Because the moment they did, they’d try to take over. They’d insist on making the calls, deciding what was best for her. But I’d seen what happened when emotions clo
