Damon's Point of View
Sera's hand trembled in mine as we approached the conference building.
"You don't have to do this," I said for what felt like the hundredth time. "You can wait in my office. Or go back to the villa with Giselle."
"No." Her voice was steady despite the fear I could feel through our bond. "I need to be here. I need to see him."
"Then stay in the observation room. You'll be able to hear everything through the speakers, but they won't see you."
She nodded, and I led her up the back stairs to the small attic space above the main conference room. The one-way glass allowed her to look down at the table below without being seen.
"If anything happens," I said, cupping her face, "if you feel unsafe at all, use our link. I'll come immediately."
"I know." She pressed a kis
