Eve stood in Damian's office, heart pounding, as he sat behind his massive mahogany desk and regarded her with those cold gray eyes. After she'd finished explaining the garden incident....the accidental enthrallment, Marcus and Lily's public coupling, her inability to stop feeding from them....he'd been silent for a full minute.
Damon lounged against the wall, watching the exchange with obvious amusement. But Damian's expression remained unreadable, which was somehow more terrifying than anger would have been.
"So," Damian finally said, his voice measured and calm, "you accidentally influenced two pack members into having sex. Fed from their energy without their knowledge or consent. And your first instinct was to let Damon fuck you instead of reporting the incident immediately."
Eve shifted uncomfortably, still wearing only Damon's shirt. "I didn't plan...."
