Damon's POV:
After being forced into an engagement with the one person I despised most, I left her house in a fury, speeding toward the bar without a second thought.
Athena Cohen—just the thought of her name grated on my nerves. I shouldn’t have intervened earlier when Sylvia was putting her in her place. A weak omega like Athena needed to learn where she belonged. My mistake was protecting her, and now I was paying the price.
As soon as I parked the car outside the bar, I headed straight inside, ordering a round of heavy shots to numb the frustration boiling inside me.
I wasn’t built to handle alcohol well, something I conveniently chose to ignore. With each shot I downed, my head felt lighter, but my body started to heat up, as though a strange fire was burning inside me, crawling u
