Vespera’s POV
“Your nightmare wasn't a memory, Vespera. Someone was showing you what happened that night, and whatever you saw has just awakened something beneath this house.” Damon said.
Damon's words settled over me as another tremor rattled the windows, sending a glass of water sliding off my bedside table. He caught it before it hit the floor, although his attention remained fixed on the silver mark burning beneath my skin.
“Tell me you're guessing.” I said.
“I'd love to.” He said.
“Damon.” I said.
“I felt something move beneath the foundations before the shaking started. Whatever happened tonight, it wasn't confined to your bedroom.” He said.
My stomach tightened as I looked at the black veins climbing his forearm. They'd appeared before, whenever the ancient seal reacted to us
