Kayden - POV

As soon as we reached the Opéra Garnier, I picked up a Raven scent in the vicinity. I rushed inside to find Damon roughed up, but there was no sign of Heather.

“Where is Heather?” I asked, looking around frantically. The scent of her blood made my heart beat faster with worry.

“How is he?” I asked, trying to keep calm.

“He will regain consciousness. It seems those Ravens were here only for Heather,” Stella said.

Her words rang true—they had roughed ...