Chapter Eight

Alice

          Damon and I are staring at the cabin, somehow out of words. After a stroll around the ‘neighbourhood’ which was intentionally for me to learn more about his pack, things just started to take an unexpected turn. There was no awkward conversation between us but the intensity and the butterflies that were emerging in my stomach, it couldn’t get any worse. 

          So, here we are—in his car, staring at the front door of the cabin where my friends are inside. 

          Don’t forget to mention that Juliet’s car is parked behind us with one of the pack members, probably waiting in boredom. Damon asked for his help to drive the car back to the cabin because he wanted me to be in the car with him, so we could talk more but we haven’t been saying a word. 

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