Damion's POV
You’d think I would be the last man on earth to take responsibility for what happened. You’d think that even after finding out all that had happened from Logan, I would let my pride win—that I would tell her off as usual.
But I couldn't.
Logan had told me everything. There was no confusion about what happened.
It was hard to explain, just like the moment when I had felt her call out to me. But I had heard her. It was loud and clear.
It was like a calming touch. Her voice was the string that was pulling me to the surface. It was the shield that came to my aid, keeping the beast away.
I waited for her to say something, but shock had taken hold of her. She was gone.
"Everyone, clear the room!" I commanded.
No one dared to linger a second longer before storming out
