SKYLAR POV.
I press my back into the wall next to the window, arms protectively around my bump as Damon stalks over to me. His eyes are glowing murderous, and I can't help the fear that rakes through my body. I yelp out in pain as he grabs my arm in a bruising grip and starts dragging me back towards the door.
"Wh-what's going on? Where are you t-taking me?" I cry out, trying to ignore the pain in my arm and try to swallow down my fear. He doesn't answer, instead he just jerks me along roughly as he continues to drag me out the door and down the hall.
Earlier I would have loved to be able to escape those four walls, but now, being forcibly dragged out and down the hallway, I wanted to crawl back under the covers in bed in that very room.
Damon was muttering incoherently, anger rolling
