C464 THE FIRST SIP OF POWER

"He isn't stopping, Damon! He’s taking too much!" Elara’s voice was a frantic plea, her hands hovering over the child but unable to break the connection.

Damon’s back was pressed against the rough bark of the oak, his legs finally giving way. He slid down until he sat in the dirt, the toddler-sized boy still pressing a palm to his chest. The Alpha’s skin