Damon“Father, I really think you ought to—”“Nonsense, son!” My father, Alpha King Rohan, bellows from his spot out on the castle balcony. He’s very good at bellowing, especially when he’s got an idea in his head.That’s never a good thing.“My spies are going to do a perfect job of infiltrating the Dark Forest realm,” he continues. “They’ll fit right in. No need to worry about anything, my son. Your daddy has got this.”He smiles the way he always does when he thinks he has a good idea, which unfortunately is all too often. “Thinks” is the operative word. And I know that the idiots he’s chosen for the job are going to screw everything up. “Father, Hans and Brutus don’t know the first thing about spying,” I say. “Pick someone else from the kingdom—anyone, please.”“Pshaw,” he says. He looks at me like he’s just seen me for the first time and changes the subject abruptly, as he always does. “My boy, have you found a mate yet?”I shake my head. “Father, I’ll be twenty-one next month.”
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