CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

1000 Words

DAMIEN’S POV “If Maya were still with us, she would have been the one to participate in the bloodsucking ritual,” I said to Kendra. “I miss using her as a spy,” she responded after handing me a glass of wine. Sometimes, I wish we still had her around. Aside from her warming my bed every night, she was a very good spy. She wasn’t caught spying, not even for once. Ever since her demise, I haven’t seen a better spy. Lycan Rasmus’s men decided to take her corpse with them after taking her life, and that was quite cruel of them. The domestic workers in the mansion might have given her a befitting burial if they hadn’t taken her corpse. Kendra still had a robe on, and I didn’t know why. I asked that we come into our room immediately after dinner because I had plans for the night, and not be

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