Damon POV
I shouldn’t have watched.
But I did.
From the edge of the treeline, half-shadowed by moss-draped branches, I saw every damn second of it.
The way Rayna moved - sharp, fast, reckless. How her lip curled when Kael pushed her too hard. How she bled and didn’t flinch. How she laughed - laughed - when she landed a hit.
I gritted my teeth so hard I tasted blood.
Kael smirked at her like she was something wild and beautiful, and maybe she was. But that wasn’t the problem.
The problem was how my wolf clawed at my ribs, how my pulse had synced to hers before I even realized it. I felt every move she made. Every breath. Every damn heartbeat like it was rattling in my chest.
She wasn’t mine.
Couldn’t be.
I tore away from the tree, fists clenched, storming deeper into the woods. Th
