DAMIEN
I dropped the box of pizza on the dinner table, it took every form of skill I had to get Leah back into this house without the humans going off track.
“Eat,” I instructed barely holding back the annoying nesting in me being, but she only looked at the box and back at me, releasing a satisfied sigh, a mockery of my efforts.
“Athena offered us hot cocoa and cookies. I am full from that.” She replied, her eyes dim with the delight she experienced back at the human’s house.
“Yes, but Athena could have also drugged you and called the police to have you captured if she by the slightest knew you were a werewolf.”
Leah scoffed, her brows creasing deeply; she pouted, her lips muttering under her breath. “I am not even a Werewolf.”
“You are!” I growled, forcing her gaze to meet mine; s
