It was a familiar arrogance. Honestly, he had always been that way. She could not remember a single day when Damon Grey had been humble. That particular virtue had always been lost on him.
He always had been, and always would be, defiant.
Evangeline had never truly known what drove him. She dared not claim she understood even now. Perhaps even Damon himself did not have a clear answer. It was simply his way of life.
But she could say one thing with certainty.
She understood him.
She understood him, and that was why she smiled.
They were in a terrible situation. Surrounded, outnumbered and trapped. And yet Damon remained casually arrogant, disturbingly unchanged. His attitude was exactly the same as it had always been.
She did not want him to change.
This was Damon Grey after all.
Why would he fear overwhelming odds. Why would he bow when the world pressed down on him. Submission had never been a language he spoke.
