Lana’s POV
What?
My breath caught, the weight of Liam’s words crashing into me like icy water as his hand clutched mine on the table. My fingers stiffened beneath his, my mind spiraling, drowning in the quiet storm swirling around us.
Alpha Kane’s laugh boomed warmly across the table, a deep rumble of pride, his silver-streaked beard shifting as he smiled. “That’s good to hear,” he said cheerfully. “It’s about time the two of you started building a future.”
Everyone smiled politely. Everyone but Damon.
I shouldn’t have looked, but my eyes betrayed me, drawn to him as though pulled by invisible threads. His face was still, carved from stone, but his silver-gray gaze burned like wildfire across the table. It was restrained… yet dangerous. There was something untamed in his stare, someth
