Chapter 42. Quest for Answers (2)

Creeping out from under the sleeve of his shirt, blood trickled over his knuckles and as each drop hit the floor, there was a nauseating twist in Sarah’s stomach. Those big, deadly fists raining punches after punches on a human… she could just imagine the horrifying sight he had left back at the mall.

But Damon hadn’t done nearly enough. Except for the slit a broken glass had left across his arm, he was unscathed. That wasn’t how he wanted it to end. Had it been different, had that human trash returned a single punch, he would’ve ended him on the spot, regardless of whatever rift it would cause between their species. The alliance they recently formed was a nuisance anyway, merely granted because of their endless pleads.

To lay a hand on his mate, to even speak of her… he wasn’t sure if the human was brazen or just foolish. He deserved all that he got and more, much more. How dare he?!

Damon was angry, so angry that it felt like neither words nor time could change a