Vera’s POV:
For the past couple of months, Vera had spent countless nights doing nothing more than imagining this very moment. A shiver ran down her spine as she saw the faint flicker in his eyelids. Her heart pounded faster as she saw his chest rise, the sight of his muscles shifting broke the silence that had accumulated in the room for months.
And when his eyes finally shot open, it was nothing like she had imagined.
Damien Viscount was awake, yes, but he woke up different, changed somehow.
His eyes weren’t blue like they had once been, nor were they warm. They were silver now, blinding, glowing and powerful.
Her breath caught in her throat as she gasped out loud, “Damien?”
It took her longer than a couple of seconds to realize that what she was actually seeing was happening
