Chapter 39 - The Call Of The Blood

• Ezra
• The night is heavy with the smell of blood and sweat. I run through the forest, my senses alert, tracking Damon's presence. His scent still permeates the air, a dark, intoxicating fragrance mixed with metal and anger.
• My muscles are burning from the effort, but I have no intention of slowing down. He dared to touch her. He dared to provoke her in front of my eyes. The mere thought of his hands brushing against Alina's skin awakens an animal rage in me.