Khason
I breathed, slow and deep, and tried to stay calm as I followed the male back up the stairs to Dahms’ office. My hand twitched and it was only upon trying to shove it in my pocket that I recalled I was still wearing nothing but shorts. I didn’t know what I was walking into. And that, I didn’t like.
The male rapped three times on the door of the office. The slatted blinds were closed over the big window so I could make out nothing but the silhouettes of several wolves inside the dim room.
“Enter.” Dahms' voice was calm and commanding. The male pushed the door open and I reluctantly followed him in.
Dahms sat behind his desk, Persephone by his side. And in front of his desk, closer to me, stood Belial, another male I’d never seen before, and Warg.
The huge male looked a mess. He
