Chapter 61. The Trap

“Sit down, Sarah.” Jason said for the umpteenth time in over four hours. He had been on his feet since Damon left and not once did he get a chance to breathe. And that was all thanks to Sarah who wouldn’t sit still for even a second.

He had to keep his eyes on her. That was his sole job today. But as he followed her down the stairs and into the living room, he felt like he would keel and die any moment. He slumped into the couch, arms sprawled across the backrest and his chest visibly heaving. In the meantime, Sarah was back to pacing.

“Like I told you a hundred times, dear Sarah, Damon is the Alpha King for god’s sake! A few rogues can’t kill him. Look, just take a second to breathe, will you? I’m dying here!”

“Being the Alpha King doesn’t make him invincible.” She argued. “What if something happens to him?”

“Aren’t you two still figuring shit out? He probably doesn’t even have the will to live.” Jason picked his nose, scowling.

Sarah didn’t answer, bu