Ara’s Pov
The soup had barely touched my lips when the unease coiled in my gut like a live wire.
"What happened?" Cassian's hand froze mid-air.
"How far is the hideout from here?" My fingers tightened around the bowl.
"Not close. Why?" His clear eyes narrowed— then flashed with understanding.
"He's here." I whispered.
A slow, approving smile curled Cassian's lips. "Wolfless yet sensing him clearer than any shifter. Impressive." He leaned back against the tent pole. "Now let's witness whatever dramatic entrance he has prepared."
Soon the camp erupted.
Snarls split the air. Steel clashed. The very ground trembled beneath Damon's wrath. His aura was devastating and I could just feel it.
"Aren't you going out?" I rasped.
The lycan prince didn't even blink.
"Why bother? He will be
