Damon’s POV
“Damon, I’m thankful that you let me go back here,” Veronica mumbled and smiled at me. She thought I would admire her for being a sweet girl to me. I took the goblet and tasted the small amount of the wine that they had prepared for me. My eyes landed on Anastasia, who wasn’t looking at me.
Fuck. Who was Anastasia looking at? Anastasia always made me feel unwanted whenever she wanted to. Anastasia could quickly wrap me in her hands and control me whenever Anastasia wanted. She’s the woman I wanted to be with as long as I lived.
I never thought I could be possessive to a woman who didn’t feel the same way I felt. It was so scary that I was afraid Anastasia might leave me, or what would happen to me once Anastasia left me?
Anastasia woke up the beast inside me. The beast in
