Sera's Point of View
I followed Wendy's gaze across the parking lot and felt my breath catch.
Damon.
He was leaning against a sleek black car, arms crossed, looking like he'd stepped out of some magazine spread. Even from here, I could see the way people were staring—students slowing down to get a better look, whispering to each other.
An Alpha in his prime, powerful and magnetic in a way that demanded attention.
My heart did that stupid racing thing it always did when I saw him.
"Damon!" Wendy's squeal was high-pitched and excited. She immediately started toward him, practically running in her heels.
I stayed frozen where I was, watching as she crossed the distance between them. Watching as she reached him, already talking, her hand reaching out to touch his arm—
But Damon stepped
