Damien’s POV:
Inside the estate, a quiet but urgent alarm was sounding. The mansion was lit by cold, red security lights, serving as a warning. Every single security guard was armed and ready for a fight. Every way in was sealed and locked shut. All the windows were strongly bolted and reinforced.
No one dared to question my commands. In this place, being afraid of me was the most reliable way to show loyalty. I walked quickly down the main hallway toward Sera’s room. Water and cold mud dripped from my coat onto the clean marble floor.
Two of my best guards were placed outside her door.
“Move out of the way,” I snapped, keeping my eyes fixed on the door.
They immediately stepped aside without showing any emotion. I pushed the door open with a force I struggled to control.
******
Sh
