Damian’s POV:
I got to Morga’s house and rang the damn doorbell desperately. There was no response. My legs were about to give up on me. I could literally hear the pounding sound of my heart. It sounded as loud as a f*****g old drum. Meanwhile, my wolf was trying to crawl his way out of me. The savage beast wanted to take over.
“Thomas, try the back door,” I said before I rang the bell a couple of more times. I tried turning the door knob, but it was locked. The f*****g lights were off, even the front porch ones had been turned off. I remember them being on when I left.
“The back door is wide-open,” said Thomas through our mind-link; and my knees buckled. I stood there by the front door trying to balance myself before I took a step forward. Allison was running towards the house; s
