DAMIAN'S POV
I was pissed, so f*****g pissed. What gave that woman the temerity to talk to me in that way? My blood boiled more as I heard the whispers and muffled laughs from the onlookers as the warriors dragged me out. I knew this was going to spread again. I wished the ground would just open and swallow me, but I held my head up high, deciding not to cower and embarrass myself even more.
But that woman looked familiar; I can't really tell because I didn't see her properly, but I felt like I had met her somewhere before. The annoyance wouldn't let me think straight. I wanted Elijah's head for the humiliation he put me through, and I wanted the heads of everyone in his pack who joined him in doing that. I was going to get my revenge, and it wasn't going to be pretty.
I tried to strugg
