Aria's pov
I stared at Damien, my head still spinning from the slap.
The taste of blood filled my mouth as I tried to make sense of what had just happened."What is wrong with you?" I shouted, wiping the blood from my lip.
My chest tightened with anger as I glared at him, refusing to step back.
"What did I ever do to you? I work hard every day, give everything I have, and never ask for anything in return. Is this how you treat me?"
My fists were clenched so tightly that my nails cut into my palms."Fine. I'll report you to the Council of Elders tomorrow."
My voice shook, but I meant it. He wasn't just angry; he was unhinged.
"Aria Graves," Damien said, his voice low and dangerous," you think you can threaten me?"
When he said my full name, I froze.
He knew. He kn
