74 – TAKE NO PRISONERS
DAMON
“Sire, sire!” an enthused elite guard ran up to me smiling happily.
I sneered at him.
“Sire, we are moving out now,” he said, still smiling.
I let out a soft exhale. Alpha Michael had managed to f**k me in the most unbelievable way possible and now I was left holding my balls in my hands.
I got up from the tree trunk that I was sitting on and looked at him, “If I were you, I would stop baring my teeth and lock in.”
“Yes sire!” he saluted and then ran off.
I sighed, I was not going to give up that easily. There were still witches lying in ambush in the west. As long as we walked into that ambush, I was sure that I could find a chance to take out the alpha.
This would have gone a lot better if the damn Old Crone and the Wolf Killer were in the loop and k
