Him again

Preparations for the celebration of the moon festival started the next morning after the night of the blood moon. The festival usually took place on the night after the blood moon, and for a busy day of the festival because of all manner of preparations, it was going to be an even busier night that day. It was a normal ritual day for the wolf pack and all members partook in the celebrations and the ritual rites involved.

Damien, locked inside his room, was pissed about what had occurred the previous day. He had not even had much sleep since finding out that his long awaited mate was the daughter of his parent’s killer and the maid who he enjoyed humiliating. He had even almost killed her once amidst countless thoughts of doing so and now the one he considered his enemy was to be his mate. He became more angry just at the thought of it. He had expected someone else of more class and dignity, not a common peasant whose name had been dragged through dirt every single day among his pack an