Reina’s POV
“Zayne is my nephew,” Damon revealed as he closed the distance between us. He reached out and gently took the photo frame from my trembling fingers, his thumb brushing over the glass. “I believe this was taken when he visited me here in the capital; he must have been fifteen at the time.” A smile played on his lips, a rare look of familial affection that made my stomach twist into knots.
But then, the smile vanished. His golden eyes locked onto mine, searching for an answer. “But why are you asking about him? He became the Alpha only yesterday.” He stepped into my personal space, his presence suddenly looming. “Don’t tell me he’s the one who hurt you. Did he bully you? Did he use his status to make your life difficult?”
The darkness that flooded his expression was terrifying
