Chapter 78 Sheldon's Pov

• I caught sight of Damon across the battlefield, his eyes wild with rage. He ripped the head off a vampire with one hand, then turned to glare at me, his chest heaving. “This is your fault!” he roared. “They want you, don’t they?”
• He was right. This wasn’t about Damon or his rogues. They were collateral damage in a game I hadn’t even realized I was playing.
• The screams of injured rogues tore through the air, and I knew what had to be done. “They want me!” I shouted back, my voice cutting through the din of battle.