Chapter 143

Damien's POV I watched as Damien's eyes narrowed, his wolf Arthur bristling beneath the surface as he took in the scene before him. Victoria and Patrick, standing far too close, her delicate frame practically enveloped in his embrace. His hand rested possessively on her waist, their bodies touching with barely any space between them. My blood boiled. Arthur clawed at my consciousness, demanding to be released. Victoria's eyes widened when she noticed me, surprise flickering across her face before she hastily pushed away from Patrick. She looked guilty, as if I'd caught her doing something she shouldn't. "Damien, what are you doing here?" Victoria stepped back, creating deliberate distance between herself and Patrick. The subtle movement wasn't lost on me. "Have I interrupted something?" My voice emerged cold as ice, each word dripping with barely contained fury. "Should I come back later when you're less... occupied?" Patrick's eyes darted between Victoria and me. The recognition was i