Damien's POV
The bond tears through me like a storm. Brie’s fear crashes into my chest first, it’s sharp and cold, then her panic follows, loud and wild. Her anguish hits hardest of all, it fills every corner of my mind until I can barely stand.
Voss snarls inside me and turns on me with pure rage. ’What have you done?’ he growls. ’You marked her against her will. You broke her trust.’
I clutch my head and stagger back a step. ’I had no choice,’ I reply, my voice a soft broken whisper.
’There is always a choice,’ he snaps. ’You chose your father’s approval over her freedom. This is not who we are.’
The pack still howls and cheers around us. They can’t see the raging war inside me. My father keeps his heavy hand on my shoulder, laughing loudly.
“Look at that, my son! The bond is stron
