DAMIEN’S POV
The celebration continued long after I left the hall, not because they didn’t see Nathan arrive but because they knew I would handle him. Because they knew he was my problem alone, but they were so mistaken, having Nathan here threatened everything that we had build. Having him here threatened the peace that was currently between the packs.
Music still echoed through the corridors as the guests drank and laughed, unaware that the evening had already begun to unravel behind the polished smiles and raised glasses. Nathan’s voice still rang in my head. Maybe she could be mine. My hands tightened into fists as I pushed open the doors to my chambers. Nyra followed close behind me, her heels striking sharply against the stone floor. The moment the doors closed, the tension she had
