Damian stood rigid in the corridor, his eyes fixed on Evelyn.
Magnus Grey held her upright, his hand locked around her shoulder. A false smile sat on his face.
“She agreed to date me,” Magnus said. “Lowell, you should congratulate us.”
Evelyn tried to pull away. Wolfsbane burned through her blood, and her legs gave beneath her. Magnus tightened his hold before she hit the floor.
Damian watched her struggle. Her lips parted, yet her voice refused to come.
His expression hardened.
She had accepted a man chosen by the Stone Family.
After leaving him, would she let Magnus touch her?
Bianca moved closer and caught Damian's sleeve.
“Damian, my friends are waiting in the private room.” Her eyes shone with tears. “Are you staying here because of Evelyn?”
Damian's gaze shifted.
“I only..
