Chapter 43
- Maybe it wasn’t that he had changed overnight. Maybe he’d always been this way hidden, guarded and I’d just never really understood him before.
- My eyes caught the faint traces of blood on the back of his hand. I blinked, hesitant. “Da... Damien, what happened to your hand?”
- He glanced at the circle of teeth marks, then looked at me with a flicker of a smile. “What do you think?”