Dangerous paint.

Damon's POV

I watched as Evie raced out of the office, but I made no attempt to stop her. It was even better that she had walked away from me before I -I meant my wolf- did something that we would regret.

The moment I clawed her and smelled her blood, my sense of smell heightened when the scent of her blood wafted through my nostrils. Leo had nearly taken over, wanting to mark the girl once and for all. Since it was a matter of something I knew would never be irrevocable, I fought him back with all the will force I could summon. There was no way I would let him do something like that while I suffered the consequences of his action for the rest of my life.

I raised her blood and looked at it, trying to see if it would change color or something like that. Anything to give me a clue to if my suspicion was true. The blood didn't change even after an hour of close examination. I opened the container and sniffed it. Leo went wild again the moment he got another whiff of the smell. I quickl