Elora’s POV
My ears were still attuned to the sound of the gun that went off behind me. The hole dug in the dead man's forehead traumatized me. His blood splattered all over my dress freaking me out instantly.
I tried hard not to scream as I shook vigorously in front of the dead man's body.
“Elora, did I scare you?" A familiar voice said behind me. Damien's scent filled my nostrils as he wrapped his left hand around my waist and his chin buried at the blade of my shoulder. A shiver ran down my spine as his breath hit my skin.
“I should have been more careful. Don't worry I will buy you a new dress," he said, wiping the little blood that stained my cheek with his thumb.
“Clean up the mess here and chase after the other two." Salvatore's voice instructed behind me. I felt my skip the m
