Damon's POV
I remain motionless in my spot, every muscle in my body coiled tight, as I watch the tense confrontation unfold between Serena's parents. The night air is thick with unspoken threats and bitter resentment. The moon casts a pale, ghostly glow over the clearing, illuminating the raw emotions on their faces.
Frederick's grip on Serena is unwavering, his stance rigid with determination, his fingers digging into her arm as if to physically restrain not just her body but her will. His imposing figure, clad in his signature dark robe, radiates dominance—an undeniable force, one that has controlled and dictated her life for too long.
"Let me go!" Serena's voice rings through the clearing, filled with desperation and fury. She struggles against his hold, her movements frantic, like a
