~Damon~
The look in her eyes when I told her I would kill her nearly tore me apart. I had not meant to say those words. They slipped out before I could chain them back.
The second they left my mouth, I regretted them, but regret did not erase the damage. Her face broke in front of me.
Her lips trembled. Her eyes widened with terror, betrayal, and disbelief. The bond dragged her fear straight into me and it carved me open like a blade.
I did not mean to hurt her in that way. I did not mean to shatter her with the weight of my threat. But the thought of her body reacting to my brother, even for a split second, filled me with such fury that I could not hold it back.
My brother. My twin. The man whose face mirrored mine, the one who had no right to breathe the same air as her, let alon
