Damian's POV
But then she'd kept talking.
"Now it's different. Damian is kind, strong, and protective. If I get to spend my life with him, I'll consider myself lucky."
Lucky.
She thought she was lucky to be with me.
My wolf surged forward, pride and possessiveness flooding through me.
This woman—this incredible, stubborn, fierce woman—was mine.
And she'd just claimed me in front of Vanessa without hesitation.
I couldn't hold back anymore.
I stepped forward, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her against me.
"Damian?" Her voice was breathless, startled.
"I heard you," I murmured, my lips brushing her ear. "And I'm honored."
She melted against me, and I tightened my hold, my wolf rumbling with satisfaction.
Vanessa was still standing there,
