Alpha Damien looked at the girl standing in front of him. Granted she was a young woman who he was older than by five years, but irregardless of that, she was still like a girl to him. He glared at her and she inched back slowly, as if his glare was pushing her back. She stood with her head bowed down, cowering in fear like a homeless dog.
Damien was lost in his thoughts, but his mind was still on the wimp in front of him t. Why her? he asked himself. He clenched his hands into fists, as the emotions swirled around him, threatening to swallow him whole.
He shook his head to blink the thoughts - which were swirling through his mind at an alarming rate - away as his eyes focused on the person who was still standing in front of him. He took in her features. He looked at her obsidian black
