DAMON’S POV
Nyra didn’t speak until the door to my chambers closed behind us, I knew that she was upset about the last minute decision that I had made without consulting her but I didn’t think I had to consult with her for anything. Her silence followed us down the corridor like a storm gathering strength. I could feel it building beside me—her anger, sharp and impatient, pressing against the controlled calm I maintained. Guards stepped aside as we passed, lowering their heads.
No one looked directly at us, that gave me relief because most of these wolves knew that Elodie had been with me in my chambers. But that was all I wanted them to know, I wanted them to assume everything else was just as it should have been. The last thing I wanted was to find myself explaining anything to these w
