C462 BLOOD OF THE FIRST FATHER

"Get the girl behind the pillars. Now!" Damon’s voice was a low rumble of thunder, vibrating through the very floorboards as he shoved Aria back. He didn't wait for her to argue. His frame, broad and powerful, moved with a sudden, fluid speed that blocked the view of the gaping hole in the center of the hall.

The armored hand that had burst through the stone gripped a chunk of marble