Xenos’ P.O.V
As I sat in the seat in the entertainment area of my jet, stewing in my seat at the utter stupidity of the Tormenta pack’s future leaders, glaring at the back of Jaigo and Blaise’s heads, Damien dragged himself into the area, looking more than worn out. In fact, he looked about ready to pass out… and puke.
He better not, the bastard. I just had this area re-detailed.
I tilted my head at the body guards who were lounging around, watching Blaise and Jaigo’s video game, making Roy, the sweeter of the two, jump up to help steady Damien. Hmm, he’s getting comfortable with the human.
“Thank you,” Damien muttered, letting himself lean into Roy who just nodded. The game was paused and everyone paused to look at Damien. He shifted uncomfortably under their gaze, knowing we’d hear
