Damon walked out of the cave and found himself in a dense forest.
Trees, plants, scents… everything was unknown. This was not the Dark Howlers' territory.
Damon didn't remember the girl he left behind in the cave, and even though her expression seemed sincere, maybe she was just a good actress. He always hated when women cry, like that will solve anything.
She spoke like they had some history together, but he couldn't remember. And who would believe the nonsense that they are mates? Shouldn't there be attraction and sparks and his wolf should confirm that they are mates? There was none of that.
'Old guy!', Damon called, but he got nothing in response. Useless wolf, showing up only when he feels like it.
Damon frowned at the narrow entrance from where he emerged. He was born for the forest and freedom, but this was not his forest.
Was this really the territory of the Midnight Guardians pack?
