"I stopped, he'd said my name before but this time it was different. There was no hate, no anger, no rage, just desperation. "Please."
I turned, I didn't think that word was even in his dictionary. "What do you want from me Damon?" I sighed and his eyes were pleading with me. "What are you not telling me." This was the first time I didn't even feel so much as anger towards him, but guilt.
"There are things you don't know about Redwood... Things about yourself, about your father." He began taking a few steps towards me, I could feel my heart racing, beating against my chest as if it wanted to escape from its place. When he towered above me, he simply placed a hand on my cheek, it was warm. "Just please stay, at least for the night..."
The Wolves are calling and everything you know is about to change