K I A R A
The moment we landed back in the country, I could literally feel the little bubble of peace we’ve been living in for the past week pop.
The air felt different already, even though we were still at the airport.
Damon must have felt it too because his whole demeanor changed. He was no longer the carefree, loving man I had spent the week with. He was the Alpha again. His jaw was tight, his shoulders were rigid and the warmth in his eyes was replaced by a familiar guarded look.
"Welcome home, Alpha," Roland said, opening the car door for us.
We alighted from the private jet and walked over to where the car was parked. Roland shook Damon’s hand and gave me a warm smile.
"I hope you had a wonderful trip, Luna Kiara."
"We did," I said, returning the smile. "It was much needed."
