Chapter 37

Damon

The sting of her slap lingered longer than it should have.

It lingered longer than I would have wanted it to.

Not just on my skin.

But somewhere deeper.

It was something that I could not describe the feeling that I had. It was an anger that I did not like. It was a piece of rage that I found myself thinking about no matter how hard I tried to suppress the feeling that I had.

I clenched my jaw, forcing my feet to move, to walk away before I did something I’d regret.

And I knew that if I had stayed, I would have done something that I knew would have harmed her. And that was not something that I wanted. I did not want to be the reason behind her harm, nor did I want to be the reason behind her pain. Not anymore.

Sienna had always had fire in her, but never once had she dared to strike me. No one who was in the park had ever dared strike me the way that she did. Not until today. Not until she was the first person to lay hands