Final chapter

Lana

Damon's sudden appearance, Hunter's lifeless body on the ground –leaves me breathless, my heart pounding in my chest.

It was all too much to process.

“D-Damon!” I exclaim, rushing into his embrace.

Overwhelming sense of relief flooding over me, I disregard his bloody bloody hand that clutches Hunter's heart, just focusing on the familiar warmth he provides.

In Damon's embrace, the fear of losing him dissipates, replaced by his imposing presence that makes me feel both safe and vulnerable, an extraordinary sensation I've never felt more profoundly.

Right now, wrapped in his arms, I don’t want to ever let go of him.

He hugs me back, his incredible tempting scent filling my nose, and also comforting my heart.

As he keeps me at arm's length, his penetrating gaze assesses my worn-out appearance. I know my face bore evidence of sleepless nights, I welcome his unwavering attention.

Shyness envelops me as his gaze lingers, a blush spreading across my cheeks beneath his intense scru