Damian growls. “No, they’re worse than useless. They’re f*****g pathetic, miserable animals who get off on forcing others to submit to them.”
“You can’t say that!” the omega nearly yells. “If they hear you—”
“Let them,” he says flatly.
“You don’t know what you’re saying,” Aurora trembles. “You don’t know what they’re capable of.”
And it’s true. Damian has only had a taste of what they’re capable of. And he thinks that’s probably because even if he’s supposed to be an almost feral rogue wolf, he’s still an almost feral rogue alpha wolf.
And apparently, that means more among these knotheads than anything else.
“The wolf you that wanted you to leave your park sent me here to help you,” Damian tells her. “You and the other omegas and the pups.”
“He did?”
The omega c***s her head to
