Damon cursed internally. Stupid Nora! How is it possible that she ignored the fact that Damon didn't spare her a glance since she arrived at the Dark Howlers pack? Did she think how he was playing coy? And why did she come to the study and flap her mouth?
Damon felt like strangling Nora. The mental image of her dying felt oddly satisfying. Didn't James say no one would miss her?
'Now we are talking!', Damon's wolf exclaimed in his head.Β
Damon cursed silently. 'Stop with that nonsense. We need to pacify Talia who is about to explode.'
'Mate will be pacified when we snap Nora like a twig.', Damon's wolf said excitedly while urging Damon to spill blood. 'If you did that right away, we wouldn't be in this trouble. Tear her limbs off!'
'You are NOT helping!'
Damon decided to ignore the voice in his head and focus on what mattered. Talia.
