Damon's POV
The second the scent of intruders hit my nostrils, my Lycan surged to the surface. Rogues. And not just one or two. How the f**k they had the audacity to attack us?
Ara stiffened in my arms, but I tightened my grip.
"Don’t move," I ordered, my voice barely human.
Shadows shifted outside the window. Were they trying to surround us? They got to be joking!
Too close.
"How many?" Ara whispered, her fingers digging into my forearm.
"Enough to be annoying," I muttered, rolling us off the bed in one fluid motion, shielding her body with mine as the first thunk of arrows embedded into the headboard where we had just been.
Ara’s eyes flashed. "Are they also Cassian’s men?"
"Or your fan club," I deadpanned, yanking her behind the dresser as another volley of arrows s
