Alpha Luther's POV
What a coincidence—or maybe, something more. Damon, standing there with the exact same glass that shattered outside Rowena's room.
Then Talia walks in, holding an identical one. It felt like a setup, a twisted joke the universe was playing on me.
I glanced between the two of them—Damon behind me, and Talia right in front. Suspicion curled around my thoughts like smoke.
“What?” Talia asked, her voice filled with irritation as she caught my lingering gaze.
“So everyone’s suddenly thirsty tonight, huh?” I replied, my eyes narrowing as I focused on her. There was something off about all of this, and I didn’t like it one bit.
“You’ve been acting strange since you walked into the kitchen,” Damon’s voice rang into my ears frik behind. “Is everything okay? Is Kaida alr
