Alpha Damon stretched, his muscles loosening as he stared into the low flicker of the fireplace. For the first time since he left the clinic today, he felt something close to calm.
The cold bath had done him some good, it had helped reduce his fury that had been bubbling inside him all day, even Leo, his wolf, had finally receded back into the depths of his mind for now. And he had just finished a sumptuous meal.
Dinner consisted of roasted lamb, perfectly seasoned with rosemary and garlic, accompanied by mashed sweet potatoes and honey-glazed carrots. A goblet of deep red wine from the pack’s private cellar had completed the meal.
The pack house chef had really outdone herself tonight, and Damon couldn't help but suspect that Alex, his Beta, was the one behind all this. Alex knew how
