Chapter 109

• Damon:
• I was quiet as I watched. I had my arms crossed over my chest. Something was wrong. I knew that it was.
• Delilah had been moved to the guest room by the time I left the infirmary. The nurses said she needed rest, that the wound wasn’t deep but she was dehydrated, disoriented. They didn’t say anything about the faint scent of something unnatural lingering on her skin. But I could feel it. I could feel the lie clinging to her like the cloak she had arrived in.