Chapter 193

Victoria's POV Damian fell asleep on the couch beside me, and I rolled my eyes. He was the one who insisted we watch this movie together, yet here he was sleeping peacefully while Chris Hemsworth delivered his climactic monologue on screen. I studied his unguarded face, my wolf Nora stirring with curiosity. The infamous Blood Moon Pack leader—whose enemies across three territories trembled at his name—was completely defenseless. If I wanted to, I could slip a silver blade between his ribs before his wolf nature even sensed danger. But I didn't. Instead, I was drawn to his peaceful expression. That perpetual furrow between his brows had disappeared, making him look younger, almost innocent. Almost. "You must be exhausted," I whispered, my voice nearly drowned out by the movie's score. Running an international pack alliance while maintaining his business empire would exhaust anyone. Yet this week, he'd taken time nearly every evening to cook for me. The thought sent warmth flooding throu