Daemon
She was so close…
I slipped through the crowd like a shadow, never letting her out of my sight. Diana must have sensed my gaze, because she turned around several times, frowning as she scanned the room. Each time, I managed to retreat somewhere out of sight, pretending to be extremely interested in something like, say, the toilets.
Soon it would be time to announce the evening’s big news. I had to keep myself under control, look dignified, and at least vaguely resemble the CEO I was supposed to be — not the rabid beast staring back at me from the mirror.
Looking absolutely bloody marvellous.
My eyes had turned yellow, fangs were threatening to break through, fingers were trembling, and my chest was heaving. A picture-perfect look for meeting my mate — assuming my goal was to ma
