CHAPTER EIGHT – OF FIRE AND FATE.

~AVA'S POV~

Damon didn’t speak after I said it.

Didn’t nod.

I wasn't reassured.

But something in the air shifted, something I couldn’t name. Like the wild in him recognized something in the wild in me.

We stood in the room, blood still drying on the floor, snow whispering through the broken doo...

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