Vincent's face was cold as he walked outside, following Damon to a secluded area. Both male looked at each other with knowing eyes.
"Don't think just because you took care of Kyra during our absence, I'll let you mate with her," Vincent shouted, his red eyes flaring with anger.
Damon laughed, his whole body shaking as his sharp eyes glinted. "Do your opinions even matter? You know what? Maybe after you die, I'll give her a shoulder to cry on," Damon said with a mocking grin.
"I'm so scared," Vincent said expressionlessly.
"It's not funny," Damon rolled his eyes. "Do you know why we were attacked? Do you know why they're specifically targeting us? Because maybe Kyra is..."
Vincent's eyes narrowed. "Is what?"
Damon stepped closer, his voice lowering. "Because maybe Kyra is the key to something much bigger. Something they're desperate to get their hands on. And if we don't figure it out soon, they'll keep coming after her, no matter what."
