Chapter 20. Unsaid Words

DAMON’S POV

The trackers left early this morning to find the hideout of the vampires. I only sent out the best of the best of our men so with their werewolf speed, they should be back with news by nightfall.

I hit Morgana yesterday, and I couldn’t get any rest last night because I kept getting attacked by this thing we call a conscience. Every time I look at her, I’m consumed and overwhelmed with guilt.

I didn’t even realize how hard I hit her out of anger. Her right cheek is swollen and she has an awful bruise on her lip. Due to her pale skin, the spot where I hit her has turned purple.

I can’t even bring myself to look at her. Once upon a time, I wouldn’t have given a shit about this. The care I feel towards her is presently the most annoying thing about my life. Not even the vampires are annoying me this much.

I guess it’s because I know I can destroy them in the blink of an eye with my serum. But it’s different with Morgana. I don’t want to destroy