Betty's POV. 

The heavy door closed behind us with a muted thud, sealing away the tension I'd left simmering in that room. 

My heart was still racing from the sharp edge of authority I'd wielded like a blade. 

I'd never spoken to anyone with such finality before, such absolute command.

Part of me wondered if I'd gone too far. The other part burned with satisfaction.

Damien's presence beside me was steady and grounding. 

He didn't speak, as he just walked with me through the dimly lit ...