We stumbled out of the portal, gasping for air. This time, the air was cool, and the sky opened above us. I looked around, my chest heaving…
A scream almost tore from my throat.
We stood at the edge of a cliff, the wind howling so fiercely that I had to plant my feet not to tumble off. Below us stretched nothing but an endless sea, waves smashing against rocks.
Damon looked down, whistling low. "You're getting better, at least this one's scenic."
I clenched my fists. "If you don't shut the Fuck right now, I'm going to throw you off the cliff and feed you to the SHARKS!" My chest rose and fell heavily.
He raised a brow. "Yes, master." He bowed his head slightly.
For a heartbeat, I wanted to shove him off the cliff just to see if his calm mask would finally crack. Instead, I inhaled sharply and summoned the magic again.
