Chapter 18
Ciara’s POV
As I stormed away from Damon, my footsteps echoed against the cold marble floor of the palace hallway.
“Ciara!” I heard him call in a loud voice behind me.
I glanced back at him. He was by the doorway of the room I had just walked out of, his hands resting on his waist as he eyed me.
“I think you're forgetting something…” he said. “You need me to help you find your way back.”
I raised my brows. “No, thank you. I'll pass on that offer.”
I turned to continue walking away from him when I heard footsteps behind me.
“Let me help you, at least,” he said.
I stopped abruptly, jerked backward, and wagged my finger at him.
“Stop following me, Damon! Isn't it enough that I have to deal with being around you already? Do you have to follow me like a lost puppy? Huh?” I
