Third Person POV
He pushed her hard so that she stumbled, her foot catching on a rock and sending her sprawling to the ground. She winced, standing back up awkwardly, her hands still restrained by the magical cuffs that Damon had placed around them. She cursed at him out loud, pissed at how he seemed to be so unaffected by her.
“You didn’t have to push me so hard,” she said indignantly.
He smirked. “I think that’s the least of your worries, don’t you?” he said nonchalantly.
She swallowed hard as he slammed the cell door shut, the bars thick and sturdy, specifically built for vampires. There would be no way she would be able to escape from here. She gave Damon a beseeching look, but his eyes were cold and his expression hard. He was a different man to the one he had been before he ha
