~Damon~
“My Alpha, should your lunch be served in your office?” a guard asked me.
Without looking up from my desk, I dismissed him and asked him to take the food away.
I had no appetite to eat.
Aria would rather be out having meetings with the she-wolves and catering to the pups of the Pack than see me. I couldn't tell if she was intentionally avoiding me or she was truly busy with her Pack duties.
Since Princess Sheila’s reveal, speaking to her had been weighing on my mind.
But how was I going to apologize if I couldn't even get her to speak to me?
“You sure you don't want it?” Logan chirped.
“I heard the Luna specially made it.”
My head jerked up.
The Luna…
“Guards!” I barked charging out of my seat.
“You'll eat it?” Logan asked with a smirk.
“Well, she made an effort
