Chapter 281

Damon

The smell of gunpowder still hung in the air.

The smell of blood was one that no one could deny.

The field was quiet now, quiet in a way that made my chest ache. The creatures were gone. The mist had thinned. But the earth just seemed to still, as we saw everything that went around, as we witnessed what just happened, everything seemed to die down.

And so was he.

Giovanni.

The man who was quiet as he looked up, his eyes wide and surprised.

I stood just behind Sienna, my claws flexed, my body humming with the kind of rage that begged to be unleashed. My wolf paced inside me, snarling, clawing at my ribs, demanding blood.

But I didn’t move.

I held my ground.

Because I knew that right now it was not my right to move. At least I didn’t want to give myself the right to move.

Not when she was the one speaking.

Not when she was the one who was managing this.

Ethan, despite his pain, chose loyalty. As