Daemon's POV
I sighed and headed towards my closet. It didn't take long for me to finish, and when I emerged, I noticed that he was still sitting in the same spot waiting for me.
"I'm really not in the mood right now, Sam," I groaned as I walked over to my bar and grabbed a bottle of Absinthe. As soon as I sat down, someone pulled up a chair in front of me.
Although alcoholic drinks don't work on werewolves or Lycans, this drink is dangerous. However, it has no effect on us. Still, I needed a little liquid courage to help quench my raging veins.
"You seemed restless," Sam expressed his thoughts.
Pouring the drink into a glass cup, I ignored him. Once I was done spilling the drink inside the tumbler I placed the glass of wine in front of him before pouring another one into
