The Return of the Unexpected
Griffin’s POV
The door crashed open, and the room shifted with the sudden rush of air. I looked at the man in the doorway, and my heart skipped a beat.
It was Damon. His presence was electrifying, as though a storm had suddenly arrived and the world had frozen in place. As he stood there, looking at Victor, time seemed to stop for a second. The air between us crackled with tension.
Victor's face contorted with anger. "Damon," he spat out. "I ought to have realized you were responsible for this."
Damon didn't flinch. His jaw tightened, and his eyes were black and full of danger. Without a word, he made his presence known. He was ready to fight.
Griffin stayed on the ground, breathing in short gasps and his face pallid. I was kneeling by him, reassuring
