Damon resisted the urge to growl as he stood at the corner and listened to Aziza sob. Just when he thought that there could not be pain greater than what he was feeling when Aziza left the room, he realized that something could be greater. His wolf growled, grunted, and clawed inside of him as despair associated with rage burned inside of him. Her pain tore him apart and that image, that man, he saw his face too. Every image she recalled, everything she unconsciously projected, they all saw and it took a lot of will to keep his demon back. He knew almost nothing about Aziza except what she told him but seeing it for himself was different, and he wanted to know more. Aziza might stop talking if he revealed an angry beast, so he held it in. It was the will he learnt to control just to know m
