My heart skipped a beat hearing the familiar term of endearment. But of course, I knew well. It was impossible for Reed to be here. And of course, I knew who the voice was from. It was Damian.
"Give me a second to open the door," I shouted as I tried to hear my voice from all the rain and thunder going on outside.
I stood from the sofa and headed to open the door. It was indeed Damian, soaking wet from the rain. He smelled of alcohol. He was very much wet from the rain too.
It was no joke helping him inside the cabin but with my extra strength from being a wolf, I have managed to drag him up to the table where the food was kept.
"For a minute there I thought you went away. I was about to kick the door open."
"Good thing you didn't or you might have ended up hitting me. I thought you
