Damien's pov
I'd been back in New York for almost a year now.
A full cycle of seasons had passed since Sally had fully recovered, and we'd been living together at Highridge Hall ever since.
Though we hadn't officially completed the mate bonding ceremony, we lived as mates in every other way.
From the moment I'd received word that she had awakened from her coma overseas, I'd flown immediately to be by her side.
Seeing her weak, exhausted expression after she woke had torn me apart inside, and I'd made a decision then and there.
From that moment on, I swore I would love only her, because my heart had always belonged to her alone.
At least, that's what I kept telling myself.
I spent four months with her abroad, watching her recover day by day. I witnessed her transfo
