Elder Samson spoke seriously, "In the absence of a fated mate, Marcy from the Red Moon pack is the next best choice. Even if you have urges to sleep around, be discrete about it. You should do what's best for the pack."
Damon released a slow breath. Here they go again with the story of how they want what's best for the pack.
What about what's best for Damon? Of course, they wouldn't care.
A decade passed, yet these two Elders still looked at Damon like he is a child that can be used for their own agenda.
If this was before, Damon would tell them to scram and not to return unless they want to challenge him to a duel, but this time it was different. Now he had Talia, and Damon needed to turn the tables and make Elders serve him.
As much as Damon didn't put Elders in his eyes, their influence was undeniable, and he didn't want them to create waves against Talia once her role as the Luna becomes public knowledge.
