Damon's patience for Talia
Damon carried Talia princess style down the main street of Darkbourne, and they ignored all gazes directed their way.
Damon's steps halted in front of the black armored Lexus SUV.
"Do you want a ride back to the packhouse, or should I carry you?", Damon asked with a lopsided smile that made Talia's heart skip a beat. She loved how he was able to carry her like she weighs nothing.
"Do we need to go back?"
Damon didn't understand why Talia's mood dropped. That was their home. "Why not?"
"Steph is there. After what I did to Lisa, I don't know how to face her."
"Don't worry about Lisa. She is a werewolf. No matter what you did, she will heal."
"Will Steph think that way?", Talia asked suspiciously.
"Don't worry about Steph. She is aware that Lisa crossed the line more than once."