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~Rowan's POV
We followed Damon back to his chamber, Kael and I silent, the air heavy with his rage. His boots struck the stone like thunder, his shoulders rigid. The moment we entered, he slammed the door so hard the walls shook.
He seized the heavy table and hurled it against the wall. Wood cracked, glass shattered. His chest rose and fell like a beast's.
"Damon…" I began carefully.
"Don't you dare, Rowan!" he roared, cutting me off. His eyes blazed as he turned on me. "Don't you dare try to soothe me now!"
Kael leaned against the wall, arms folded, but tension rippled through him. Damon grabbed a vase and smashed it to the floor, shards scattering across the stone.
"She dared!" he growled. "She dared to threaten what is ours! Lisa. Our child. And why? Because you two…" he jabbed a finger at us like a blade "...keep indulging her, letting her think she is untouchable, when she is poison!"
