Damon's POVMy men were surrounding the woman in question while she just stood there, cockily. She must have some big balls or serious backing to face a whole team of enraged shifters and not be afraid, either that or she was insane.My men gave way for me to confront her face to face. There was pure fury and menace in my face and I was sure my pupils had changed color, yet she just smirked."How was the trip down?" She asks."Where's Helen?" I growled at her, in no mood for small talk.She put a hand to her chest in the mock offense before saying, "Who?"I took one step towards her, intent on slapping the smirk off her stupid face. I guess she saw my intention because she danced a couple of steps back."Look me in the eyes and you'll know I'm not fucking kidding, where's she?" I roared in her face."She's busy. Told me to keep y'all company." She pouted her lips as if that was a burden on her part."Where's Zirah?""That's the little bombshell I had in there?" She tapped her finger a

Damon's POVDUE to many prying eyes, I had to change the location of where I could keep Zirah safely and I made sure to tell my men to check and double-check that no one was following us before taking a secret route to a special place I felt we could be safe. You never know who you could trust now. I watched Helen's profile as she sat calmly in the front seat, taking in the change in scenery as we passed, her face betraying no hint of emotion or what she was thinking.Just because she had surrendered to me didn't mean that I could trust her, if anything I had to watch her way more closely now.There was a flurry of activity once we arrived safely at one of my safehouses that I had instructed my men to prepare for me before I got there. I alighted from the vehicle, cradling Zirah's unconscious form in my bloodied arms as my men and Helen flanked me. Many guards stationed outside that sighted me first gathered around me, intent on helping me with the burden but I refused to allow anyone

Zirah's POVMy eyelids fluttered wildly as I struggled to come out of the deep, unconscious state I was in. Opening my eyes, everything was blurry and I didn't know where I was. Trying to focus on the ceiling tiles, I counted the tiles until I was sure my eyesight was a bit steady.I could make out the fuzzy outline of a tall man who was leaning over me, his face creased in worry. My pupils came into focus and I saw a familiar, tall, lean man that I thought I would never see again, and I fought to get him out of my mind.It was Noah. Noah was here. Or was he?Deep shock coursed through me as I tried to make sense of what I was seeing.Noah?I must probably still be unconscious or I was hallucinating, maybe the drugs made me woozy. Those were the most plausible explanations because I couldn't realize that he could be here.How did he find me? Why did he find me?What did he want?Suddenly, I made to clutch my stomach but I remembered that he was watching me intently and I shifted my ha

Zirah's POV He cleared his throat before speaking. "I'm sorry for my actions earlier today, I was angry and upset, however, that's no excuse for how I behaved. I'm sorry." he looked so down and contrite, I didn't have it in me to be angry any longer. "It's okay, I understand." I tried to smile at him but I wasn't in the mood to even fake it so it just went flat. "Um, I uh.." he paused, looking at the floor for a moment before staring at me. "When I left, I had some time to think about things. About what you said, and you're right Zirah. I messed up, okay?" He blew out a breath, looking so anxious and partly troubled that I felt for him. It seemed he had something to get off his chest but he didn't know how to. "When you came, I was drunk or..or partly intoxicated and all I wanted to do was to have a good time with you when I saw you. Okay? I-i, I, I never thought that you were my mate, it never crossed my mind. That's why when I woke up in the morning and I realized what I had done

Damon's POV"One, two, and three!" The sounds of Tristan drilling into the young pups and their sweaty, grumbling form normally would make him smile or put me in an upbeat mood, but right now I just stared blankly at them, watching them go over their drills again when Tristan wasn't satisfied with how they did it before. "Come on, you lazy asses get your butt off the floor and do this! " He yelled.Somehow I felt that the last part of his sentence wasn't only directed to the pup's training but also to me. Fates know I haven't been my top-notch self lately, for a couple of months actually and if not for Tristan I refuse to wonder what would have happened to my people."Yo, yo, put more energy! Come on!" He shouted. "Some of you want to be powerful alphas, betas, and enforcers. The only way to do that is to be strong." Tristan said, as he went over to a large boulder and picked it up effortlessly, his muscles straining with the weight.The young ones oohed and ahhed at that little displ