D A M O N
It felt like the world was closing in on me as I leaned against my office door, wondering how the hell everything got this messy.
How did I go from being a broken hearted man mourning my dead mate to being caught in the middle between two women, my dead mate who was not so dead and my wife, who I had fallen head over heels in love with.
I looked at Sera, who was sitting on the sofa in my office, looking at me with those sad eyes that used to make my heart ache.
"Damon," she said, her voice soft. "You believe me, don't you? You know I would never do something like that."
I looked at her, not knowing what to say. I wanted to believe her. I really did. But there was a part of me that couldn't shake the feeling that Kiara was right.
Kiara wouldn’t just make up such heavy accus
