Chapter 51: Game On

DAMON

I opened my eyes within the sharp grip of pain coursing through my muscles, my head pounding as if a knife had been driven straight through my skull.

Flashbacks from my nightmare ripped through my body like shattered glass—blood pooling on marble floors, lifeless bodies scattered like broken dolls, mansions reduced to nothing, the deafening crack of gunshots echoing in my ears.

And her. Always her. Lying dead in my arms, her chest torn open with a bullet buried deep ...