A thin crack appeared beneath her palm.
Damon moved toward the chamber, but the moment he crossed an invisible line in the floor, every light in the corridor turned violet.
He staggered, clutching his chest.
“Damon!” I yelled.
I rushed toward him, but Seraphine grabbed me around the waist.
“Don't touch him!” She said.
“Let me go!” I yelled as I fought against her grip.
“Vespera, listen to me. He's reacting to her.” She said.
Damon dropped to one knee, his face twisted with pain. Black veins spread from beneath his collar and climbed his neck.
His wolf was fighting something inside him. I could feel it through the bond, a violent surge of fear and fury that made my own wolf snarl.
The woman in the chamber smiled.
“Hello, brother.” She said and everything stopped.
Damon lifted h
