Carlisle
Damon? How is he here? He was taken by trolls, was he not? Or had the witch just said that to scare me? I whip my head around to look at the witch and there’s an expression of shock on her face and my mother’s face.
“Damon, I was told you were captured, how are you here?”
He comes towards me and wraps his hands around me. Kissing my hair, his breath is shaky and he sniffs me all around, as if making sure I am okay. “I’ll tell you everything when we get back to my kingdom.”
Wrapping my hands around his waist, I hold him tighter than he’s holding me and breathe him in, knowing that when we get back, I might break his heart by refusing to be his mate. I cannot let my mother use whatever child we’ll have as a pawn. Even if the only way I can avoid it is pushing Damon awa
