Damon's POV
I ran a hand through my hair, frustration buzzing beneath my skin. Sailas bounced around like usual, never one to sit still for long.
“So, is he still alive?” he asked casually.
“Who?” I asked, distracted. My mind was a mess.
I saw him born. He grew up before my eyes. Was he really plotting against me? He saved my ass just a few days back, taking a poison arrow on my behalf! He was still limping from it. Was it also one of his schemes? Sailas had always been clever— too clever, always ten steps ahead in every game. But I never found him playing one against me so far! Or maybe I never noticed. Just like Seraphina.
“Our big brother, of course,” Sailas said with a smirk.
“Yeah, he is just fine,” I replied.
Sailas paused, eyes narrowing slightly. “Hey, are you good? You sou
