Damien’s POV
The road back to my pack was a long one, with each step taking me farther and farther away from my mate, stretching our mating bond far too thin. By the time I reached my own estate, I was grumpy as all hell. All I wanted to do was beat the s**t out of my punching bag until I was too tired to move.
Yet, as soon as I walked through my door, I found Victoria and our mother sitting in the living room. Victoria stood as soon as she saw me.
“Damien, we all need to talk,” she said, beckoning me closer.
“I’ve had a long day,” I said. “Perhaps another time.”
“This is important son,” mother said.
I was Alpha. I could do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. But I still respected my mother and valued her and my father’s opinion. Victoria, I was less convinced by, but as my sister,
