Damien POV
“Alpha?” Lucas’s voice pushes into my mind just as the hot water beats down on my back. I’ve barely finished a brutal sparring session with my head warriors got a little too rough, but they can handle me. A good fight is the only thing that ever quiets my wolf, even if only for a moment.
“Lucas?” I allow the mind-link to open.
“We just received word from the Saint Wolf Pack…” Irritation colours his tone.
“Spit it out,” I growl, dragging a handful of shower gel across my chest.
“They’ve joined the Darkvale alliance.”
“Fuck.” I slam the link shut before he can say another word. Darkvale. That f*****g prick of an Alpha is becoming a problem, sinking his claws into every pack he can reach.
The bottle in my hand gives under the pressure of my grip, crumpling as I crush it in
