Damon's lids snapped open, his silver orbs glowed as his temper boiled to the surface. Gamma Chiara's voice whipped through his mind, reminding him about an issue that was becoming urgent. But, of course, all cases at the moment were urgent; he inhaled deeply to relax the tension tightening in his shoulders, but what made him relax was Aila's floral scent.
Chiara had been left in control of the pack while Damon and Aila were preoccupied. Usually, Beta Kane would be second in charge, but he and Nairi needed to recover properly. That was no easy feat Kane done, and it would take him days to recuperate.
