Once Peter had gotten the notice that the first attack was in the East Damien had taken off for the west. They had decided that they would each take out the smaller attacks first to keep them from flanking the main force. They knew it might be close on the smaller one’s but were confident that if Serenity’s numbers had even been slightly accurate, they could each handle it easily.
Damien had been the first one to smell the mix of supernaturals and had immediately jumped into action. He bit and clawed without thought, letting Grim do most of the work. Every now and then he would urge Grim in a certain direction if a pack member seemed in trouble, but for the most part he let Grim do his thing. Before long they were covered in blood and scorch marks from the damn witches. A couple times
