••• Victoria’s POV •••
The moment I mentioned I was going to the Goldclaw Pride Pack, Damien’s expression darkened dangerously.
I rolled my eyes. If he thought I would leave my pack members to be punished or tortured by Elijah, he was so wrong. As an Alpha himself, he should understand my feelings.
I went to the walk-in wardrobe and chose clothes that would make it easy for me to move - a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. It wouldn’t restrict my movements if I needed to fight against any of them, since I couldn’t shift.
“I’m going to come with you,” Damien insisted.
I paused in getting ready. Glancing at him, I saw the determination in his eyes. Sighing, I told him, “Damien, I know you are worried about me, that Elijah might hurt me, but this is an internal matter of my pack.”
