C306 HE IS NOT MY KING

"Put me down, Damon. I can stand up now," Aria said.

Damon did not listen at first. He walked across the big stone floor of the Alpha Keep. The room was cold and smelled like old wood and smoke. He finally set her down on a soft chair made of animal skins. He stayed close to her, his large body blocking the light from the fire.

"You need to stay still," Damon said. His voice was low and rough