AUTHOR’S POV Damon stomped into the den and headed straight for the minibar to pour himself a drink. Nektarios glanced at him with little interest before returning to the book he was reading. He gulped down two glasses before halting on the third one. He kept mumbling to himself, kissing his teeth at the same time. Never has he been humiliated in his entire life. Not even when he was just an Alpha king's army trainee, his wolf growled, intensifying, as the words the nasty human called Atariah said to him kept repeating in his head. It felt like his head might explode at this point. Taking a deep breath, he settled into a couch opposite Nektarios. Damon stared at him for a while, just as he parted his lips to whine about his experience. The Alpha King stood up abruptly and exited the den as if he knew what Damon would say. “Of course, what was I expecting?” He gritted, flaring his nose.Amaltea walked in, glancing back at Nektarios, whom she met on his way out. “You were here? How
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