Reina's POV
Damon was mere centimeters from my face, his breath warm against my skin, when a sharp knock shattered the silence of the room. The door swung open before we could even pull apart.
"Your father has arrived, Damon. My apologies for the unfortunate timing," Oliver announced, keeping a professional tone despite the intrusion.
I snapped my eyes open, my heart hammering against my ribs for an entirely different reason now.
"What is he doing here?" Damon demanded, his voice dropping into a defensive growl. He turned toward the doorway, but Oliver had already retreated. Damon looked back at me, his brow furrowed in genuine confusion. "I had no idea he was returning so soon. He didn't send word."
"He is your father, Damon," I noted I tried to mask my mounting fear. "He requires n
