Chapter 4

"Serena, I told you I would return,"

Damon strode into the temple.

His voice echoed through the deadly silent room, dripping with absolute entitlement.

He held out his hand.

"Now stand by my side—"

He looked slightly tired, but his chin was held high. He did not even notice the terrified looks on the guests' faces. He did not notice the Wolfe Pack warriors guarding the walls.

He only looked straight at the altar. Straight at me.

I stood perfectly still. I did not take a single step toward him.

Damon's confident smile slowly faded. He frowned. He was clearly…