Chapter 110 – The Mark Of Destiny

• Alina
• The cold light of dawn slips through the cabin curtains, caressing my bare skin. Damon is still sleeping beside me, his heavy arm draped over my waist, his warm breath tickling my neck. His dark hair falls in messy strands across his forehead, and even in his sleep, he retains that raw, dominant aura that irresistibly draws me in.
• I brush my fingers across his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles, the warmth of his skin contrasting with the morning chill. I feel the powerful bond that unites us, that invisible but unbreakable thread that seems to have strengthened after last night.