Chapter Sixteen: I'm Fucking Going To Kill You

Antoine’s POV

I woke up alone on top of my bed, dressed in Damien's clothes. It was almost 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and I had no idea how I had even slept off.

Last night had been so dramatic. I had gone to see Damien in his room to question him about how he knew Stacie and how he came across her wolfing out. I had a feeling that she was probably the one with him in the armor room the other time.

I had gone there and challenged him about it. But Damien still denied the allegations and made up a story to give me, which he knew was a lie. I had challenged Damien to a friendly duel just to calm my wolf down, but instead, it aggravated my wolf.

I involuntarily turned while fighting with Damien, sucking out my energy. Elda had been so ferocious, just because I didn't give him want he wanted, Sex. I probably fainted from fighting with my wolf.

I am even surprised I am in his room now. Probably, Damien brought me here on his back. But that must have been after changing my clothes whic