Chapter 5

By six in the evening, Damian arrived at the Greywolf Pack's banquet with Chloe by his side. He had not seen Elara all day. Holding a glass of wine, Damian found his thoughts wandering, his usual composure slipping. Had he gone too far this time? The question suddenly surfaced in his mind. He pressed his lips together tightly, draining the wine in a single gulp. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his phone, intending to send a message. But before he could type a word, the Alpha of the...