Damien's POV
The look on her face when I finished explaining everything about the full moon ceremony nearly broke me.
Her eyes were now wide with horror. She looked at me like I’d just confessed to a crime, like I was the monster she’d always been warned about.
I wanted to reach for her, to pull her close, to tell her it wasn’t as bad as it sounded. But my hand froze halfway. I was scared she’d step away again. She wasn’t supposed to find out like this. I had planned to tell her myself—slowly, gently—after I’d found the right words to soften the truth. Whoever told her before I did… they’d regret it.
“Laura, listen...”
“So,” she interrupted sharply, her voice trembling, “on that day either I’m forced to sleep with another werewolf or...”
“Trust me,” I growled before she could finish
