Funny that I can sense his presence but not my mate's presence. Where could she have gone?
I made my way to the living room, and there I saw him. The shadows' pack beta werewolf.
Damien.
He was as grumpy as ever. His face was cold, but how cold was his heart?
My eyes didn't fail to see the young lad who was sitting on the sofa. And the cats were sitting beside the young lad.
I have seen those cats before. They belong to my mate. Strange. Something about them feels unsettling to me.
"I see you have awoken, young man. If that's the case, leave. I have to go and search for my Alpha". Beta Damien, who stood, came to me and said. He was glaring at me, as if he knew that I was the Lycan King.
But I knew that wasn't the case, as my scent was perfectly concealed.
If he had known that I was the Lycan King, he would have acknowledged my identity and attacked me.
He might have behaved more rudely towards me.
