Laura's POV
I sat beside Damien in the car, neither of us spoke, I could practically feel the fury radiating off him. My hands rested uselessly in my lap, trembling. I was still hollowed out from what had happened — from the way the night had twisted and turned into something I never imagined.
Yes, I’d been dreading it but not because I feared Damien would lose. The only fear I’d carried was the thought of him being forced to sleep with another woman.
When he left me earlier to prepare for the fight, I was terrified. Being surrounded by so many werewolves made my stomach twist. Yet I trusted Damien. I trusted the pack. I trusted that I’d be safe with them. The way he moved in the fight at first proved that: quick, precise, like a blade. And then suddenly he swayed.
When the other wolf
