Damien's POV
I looked from Callan to Scarlet, my gaze sharp, before sinking back into my throne.
“And what are you doing here?” I snapped, my voice laced with irritation.
She blinked, clearly startled, her heartbeat thrumming faster than normal so fast that I could hear it.
It was the second day, and I still hadn’t made up my mind about helping her take revenge on Kayla and Alex.
Right now, she was more dangerous to me than the curse itself.
I couldn’t afford to get any closer to her. The urge to just hold her, and make love to her till she wants no more consumed me.
And I sure as hell wasn’t ready to let Callan’s opinions cloud my judgment.
“Are you going to help me or not?” she asked again, the same question she'd posed yesterday.
My gaze flicked to Callan, lingering for a hear
