Damian's POV
Late that night, we arrived at the hotel. Rick got out first to open Vanessa's door.
There was only one decent hotel in this remote mountain region, but I'd still made sure Vanessa's room was on a completely different floor from mine.
I was already turning toward the entrance when her voice cut through the cold air.
"Damian." Not *Mr. Blackwood* or *Alpha Blackwood*. Just my name. "You haven't told Aria the truth about yourself, have you?"
Everything in me went still.
My wolf surged forward, hackles raised, teeth bared. The night seemed to press in tighter, the shadows deepening around us.
Vanessa hurried around to stand in front of me. Rick immediately stepped between us. "Miss Crane—"
"Do you really think she'll stay with you when she knows?" Vaness
