Damien’s POV
I wasn’t even supposed to be here. The Blood Feast was still ongoing, and while I didn’t ever directly participate in the activities, I generally observed them.
When I was told that my wolfless tribute’s wounds continued to worsen, with Sophia even relaying that the tribute was inferior and would die soon, I didn’t seem much point in continuing to oversee the Blood Feast.
My hopes had been mildly lifted at the thought of being entertained by such sweet-tasting blood. To know that was no longer possible soured my mood straight back to indifference.
I certainly wasn’t going out of my way to visit the PET hospital, I just happened to go for a walk, and that walk led me near the exterior building. And from there, I caught a whiff of the blood I had hoped to savor tonight.
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