Damon’s POV

Her skin was cold even while I was causing her heat with my arms. The silver light which had spurted out of her a few moments ago still shone dimly in my hands, buzzing under my flesh like lightning in a bottle.

I didn't stop to think. I took her down the pack house without paying any attention to the shocked glances and murmurs that ensued. Wolves knelt down at my feet, but they were talking in high tones.

“The omega. The Alpha's omega. What is she?”

The herb-filled dark ...