Damien pulled a bottle of water from the fridge and drained several large gulps in one go.
The last few hours had been exhausting.
Rafael and Dominique had nearly driven him insane.
The violent surge of jealousy he had felt when he saw Jacqueline near another man still made his jaw tighten. The fury had been so raw, so intense, that even he had struggled to understand it.
In that moment he had truly wanted to kill them.
His wolf had reacted viciously. Holding it back had taken everything he had.
And then Jacqueline had dropped another bomb on him.
She had said she was leaving.
Those words had twisted through his chest like a blade. And in that instant he had realized something he could no longer deny.
He didn't want her to leave.
He wanted her to stay with him.
The memory replayed clearly in his mind how she had walked away from him on the dance floor.
