Chapter 111 – Blood And Power

• Alina
• The night has long fallen, but I remain awake, my gaze lost in the darkness of the room. Damon lies next to me, his arm wrapped around my waist, his steady breath against my neck. The tension of the day still weighs on my shoulders. The threat of the Ancients lingers in my mind like a slow poison spreading through my veins.
• I quietly slip out of bed, careful not to wake him. My body is still marked by the fight, soreness coursing through my muscles. I put on a shirt of Damon’s, the fabric falling over my thighs, and I step out onto the balcony.