Damon's Point of View
When I woke up that morning, the first thing I saw was Sera's face.
She was still asleep, her breathing soft and even. Her hair was spread across the pillow, and there was a small crease between her eyebrows like she was dreaming about something serious.
I just watched her for a moment. Felt something warm settle in my chest.
This. This was what I wanted every morning for the rest of my life.
I couldn't understand my mother's opposition at all. Looking at Sera now, peaceful and beautiful, I couldn't see a single thing wrong. Couldn't see anything that would make my mother panic and run.
There had to be an answer. Some reason she was so afraid.
And I was going to find it.
I left a note for Sera and headed out. The Wolf Pack's elders' council had a huge library.
