Sofia's POV
Damien shoved the burning coal into the man's thigh again, and the scream that came out didn't sound human. My whole body shook, tears running without stopping.
"D-Damien, please—" I sobbed.
He still didn't look at me.
Didn't blink in my direction.
Didn't even breathe differently.
His rage filled the entire room like a storm.
Then suddenly, he spoke.
Not to me.
To the guards.
"Take her out."
His voice was so cold… so sharp and authoritative. It sliced right through my chest.
Two guards stepped forward instantly.
I stepped back. "No—I'm not leaving! Damien, I'm not leaving!"
The guards hesitated, glancing at him.
Damien turned… and the look he gave me—
One look.
One single look.
And my legs almost gave out.
It wasn't anger.
It wasn't hatred.
It was emptiness.
A cold, hollow emptiness that said:
Don't test me.
My wolf whimpered and lowered her tail so fast it stunned me.
