Damon's Pov
I exhaled slowly against the pillow and stared at the ceiling, listening to Declan settle back into the chair like he'd won something, which technically he had, which made it marginally worse.
A few minutes passed. Then the door opened.
Sloane walked in ahead of Rika, her dark hair tumbling loose past her shoulders.
My wolf surfaced the second I saw her.
She was so f*****g beautiful it was genuinely inconvenient sometimes, the way looking at her did something to the inside of my chest that I'd stopped pretending was just the mate bond.
"Dec!" Her face broke open with genuine surprise, her eyes lighting up as she crossed the room without hesitation.
Declan was already on his feet, catching her in a hug that she stepped fully into, her arms wrapping around his waist. Rik
