Damon's POV

I let out a groan as I stared between the two women, wincing at the pain ricocheting in my heart, and accurately aware of their emotions.

Sasha threw daggers at Nora with her eyes, looking as if she prayed for a gun to shoot her down at that moment. I wanted to laugh at her territorial attitude, resisting the urge to remind her that I didn't belong to her.

Nora kept her eyes glued to me and occasionally shifted her gaze to Sasha. I sighed and averted my gaze, wondering what it was ...