Chapter 42.
Damien Blackwood sat down back on his couch, his placed his head on his hands as he was deep in thought.
For the second time in his life, he was confused, he didn't know what he wanted, neither did he know what to do. The first time was when his mate was dying and the second is now.
"Should I go to that place where we mated? Can I even find my way back there? Should I just trace her with her scent? Which clothes did I even wore that day?" He kept on wondering.
He stood up from the couch and headed to his restricted room, he searched through his wardrobe but couldn't detect the clothes he wore. It got to a time he began to inhale the scent of all his tops, packing shirts, round necks, T-shirts and all his upper clothing which were all black in color but he couldn't detect th
