Damien stared down at his watch for the hundredth time, perplexed as to what the hell was taking so long. Surely Amara should be out of surgery by now. He was preoccupied when he saw Jessica come in, looking frantic.
"What are you doing here" he hissed, trying not to make too much of a scene, as there were sick shifters in the waiting room.
"Hear me out, Alpha Damien" she pleaded, but he wasn't having any of it, grabbing hold of her arm and yanking her outside.
"You have no business being here, let alone coming anywhere near Amara" he boomed. " Now get out of my sight before I do something I regret."
Jessica took a deep breath. "Alpha Damien, listen to me" she protested, folding her arms over her chest.
"I don't have time for this, I need to go find out about Amara" he growled and
