I shoved him off me.
He dropped to the floor, coughing and bleeding, humiliated.
And no one helped him.
Because they were all staring at me now.
Every one of them.
Eyes wide.
Spines stiff.
Because I wasn’t the Damon they thought they remembered.
I was something worse.
I turned to them again.
“You think my silence makes me soft. You think because I haven’t stood at this table and roared, I’ve lost control. But you forgot something.”
I gripped the edge of the table and bent forward, looking every one of them in the eye.
“I don’t roar for attention. I kill in silence.”
I took my seat.
Finally.
Let the silence hang until it screamed.
Then I spoke.
“Effective immediately. Blood oaths will be renewed. Patrol routes will be rotated. All wolves will be inspected by dawn. Anyone wh
