Damian's POV
"GET AWAY FROM HER!" I snarled, rage bubbling like molten lava beneath my skin, but I was still peeling myself off the damn floor, dazed from the hit.
My wolf howled inside me, clawing, furious. Not just from the pain or being tossed—but because he got to her first.
Again.
I wasn’t sure what exactly I expected to happen when the little spitfire doubled over in pain. Maybe she’d whimper. Maybe she’d reach out for help, finally letting one of us carry her like the fragile thing she clearly was right now.
But nope.
That wasn’t Victoria.
Because the moment Lucian reached for her—his cold, undead fingers barely brushing her shoulder—she shot up like lightning cracked through her soul.
"DON’T. TOUCH. ME." she snapped.
It wasn’t a plea.
It was a command.
I had to choke ba
