Damien stared at the desolate building, his lip curled in disgust, his wolf, Lucifer, begging to be let out. From what he could determine, there were several guards and some men moving around inside, but no sign of Amara. She had to be in the compound somewhere though. His warriors waited, as did his Beta. Damien mind-linked them all.
Move out, but be warned, I want the son of a b***h responsible for Amara's captivity. Do you understand me? He's mine.
The men agreed, cutting the mind-link off and shifting, almost simultaneously, Damien doing the same, Lucifer impatient in the background. Let me take control Damian already. I must find our mate, he growled and it was with reluctance that Damien was forced to give his wolf control, aware that not only would it save time, but because Lucife
