DAMON
I was in mad pain.
The kind that made breathing feel like swallowing broken glass. My leg throbbed where the pillar had crushed it, sending sharp jolts of agony up through my hip with every slight movement.
My ribs screamed where debris had slammed into them. Blood dripped steadily from the gash on my forehead, running into my left eye, blurring my vision with crimson. My arms hung at awkward angles, definitely fractured in multiple places from where the desk had pinned them.
But nothing—absolutely nothing—could be compared to what I was seeing outside my pack territory right now.
My f*****g legacy. Everything I'd built. All of it burning, destroyed, littered with death.
Anger simmered through me like flames licking at gasoline. It started low in my gut, then spread outward th
