Fire and Moonlight

Elena’s POV

I march straight to Damon’s office before the sun takes its place in the sky. Warriors step out of my way. Some stare. Some whisper. I do not care. Not today. My wolf pushes me harder, her rage hot and vibrating beneath my skin.

I shove open the office door.

Damon is behind his desk, mid-conversation with two warriors. All three jump at the force of the door hitting the wall.

He stands instantly. “Elena.”

“Leave,” I tell the ...