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Damon clenches his fists. He has been frustrated for an hour now. He is so sick and tired of everyone whining and nagging about unnecessary things. It makes him frustrated to no end.

Brandon, their headwarrior had linked him that a large black wolf had entered their lands without permission. It had threatened him, but done nothing.

Damon walks out of the Packhouse when he hears some noises. Looks like some pack members are having a brawl and he needs to end it, for the nth time.

When he walks around the corner he sees a big black wolf hovering over what seems to be Brandon. The beast growls loudly, baring its teeth with its head right in front of Brandon’s. He just has to move his head a little bit forward, he’ll be able to snap Brandon’s head off, or bite his neck.

Elianne is next to them screaming and shouting for them to stop. “Leo! Leo! Please let Brandon go!”

Leo? Damon frowns. Isn’t that the name of that headwarrior of Christopher Anderson’s pack?

The black wolf growls even louder, saliva dripping from his teeth. He even snarls for a second to Elianne. Damon steps forward, now only a few feet away from them.

“Leonard! Please!” Elianne’s eyes start to tear. “Please, let him go!”

Damon lets out a loud roaring growl, making the earth tremble. The black wolf immediately crawls off of Brandon, lays itself flat on the ground, it’s ears flat and it’s head on the ground. He is immediately submitting to Damon. Good.

Brandon crouches on his knees, his arms on the ground, his head low.

“Elianne! Get in the house!” Damon orders her. “I’ll deal with these hotheads!”

When Elianne hesitates for a second, Damon roars again. “Elianne! Now!”

She hurries away, looking back over her shoulder to see what happens next.

“Who are you?” Damon roars to the black wolf. “Shift!” His Alpha commanding tone coming through. The black wolf whines, shakes his head but doesn’t do anything.

Damon looks at the wolf more precisely. The wolf’s saliva is dripping from its mouth, his eyes have a wild glint, savage even. The wolf is definitely not a rogue, but what could have happened to him?

Damon crouches down. Somewhere he has the feeling this beast is lost. “Come here,” he says softly. From the corners of his eyes, he can see Brandon staring at him with wide eyes of shock. He reaches out one hand, approaching the beast as if it were a normal domesticated dog, not a wild wolf. His hand almost touches the wolf’s nose. It huffs, but doesn’t do anything, he still lays there.

He moves a little forward. Now his hand touches the wolf’s nose. It sniffles his fingers, then gives it a lick. Damon decides to even go a step further and to pet the beast, scratching it behind the ears. For a few seconds, the beast lets him. Then in one swift movement, the beast is up and starts sprinting away.

“Wait!” Damon yells after him, but the wolf doesn’t listen. He takes off, away from their packlands.

Brandon moves to his side. “That was a bold move for you to do. Very risky as well.”

“Well, I felt like he wasn’t really hostile, just lost. And err, if he is who I think he is, he attacked you because you were talking to his mate.”

Brandon stares at him like he has seen a ghost. “So? He trespassed, end of story. He was wrong, I was not.”

“You could have listened to Elianne, she would’ve told you about him herself. If I’m not mistaken, was that Leonard Anderson, alias the Captain, alias the Grey Mountains Pack’s headwarrior. If it would’ve come to a fight, you would’ve lost, no doubt about it.”

Brandon shrugs, “I’m not so sure.”

“Have you seen that beast’s size? And it’s muscles? He’s almost as big as I am. He’s been called the Captain for a reason.”

Later that day, Mike approaches Damon when he is on the deck at the back of the house, looking at the lake. “Alpha, may I have a word with you?”

Damon looks up and tucks his cigars away. Then he sets the one he holds in his mouth on fire with a match. The wind keeps blowing the flame out. Mike takes the box with matches and strikes one against the box. He protects the flame with his hand and holds it in front of Damon, who holds his cigar in the flame and inhales deeply.

When he blows his smoke away, Damon smiles. “Thanks. What did you want to talk about?”

“Err, I wanted you to hear it from me and not someone else, that me and Patricia are taking a break.”

Damon raises his eyebrows in surprise. “Really?” Mike nods. “Why?”

Mike fumbles with his fingers. “I’m not really that sure anymore if we are truly fated mates. I could have been mistaken, blinded by my infatuation for her.”

“I’m sorry for you. You were really into her, weren’t you?”

Mike nods. “I was, still am.”

Damon pats his shoulder. “If there’s anything you need, just let me know. You’re still welcome here, you’ve always been good for us.”

Mike sighs relieved, “thank you, Alpha.” Damon gives him a curt nod.

They are quiet for a while. “You look tired,” Mike states.


“Yeah, you do. Something wrong?”

Damon shakes his head. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“You know you can trust me. Sometimes talking helps.”

Damon inhales deeply, closing his eyes as he does. Then he takes his cigar out of his mouth and taps off the ashes. “You’re not the first one to tell me. Have you been talking to Elianne or something?”

Mike laughs, “did she tell you that too? Must be a coincidence.” He raises a finger, “she was right, thought.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Damon sighs, “I know I should talk about it, I just can’t. It hurts too much to stir up all of those feelings again. I’ve got them tucked away safely, somewhere very, very far away.”

“Not good, Damon,” Mike shakes his head with a concerned look in his eyes. “Not good. You’re a ticking time bomb, right now. You know that, right?”

“Mike? Please? Can we talk about something else?” Damon looks uncomfortable.

Mike shrugs, “sure.”

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