Dagon sat on his throne, playing with the metal ball in his hand, waiting for Damian to give him a report. Nearly half a year has passed since his people died in Liam’s territory. Not only did he get no answers to what happened to them, Avery’s scent disappeared completely as well. Despite keeping his patrols alongside Liam’s borders and searching the surrounding area and towns as well, it looked like the earth had swallowed her.
“Alpha, Damian has arrived,” the guard announced his arrival. Dagon shifted on his throne, straightening his position.
“Let him in,” Dagon said to the guard. He didn’t have to wait a second before the clapping steps on the ceramic floor echoed across the hall as Damian slowly walked to his Alpha.
“Alpha,” Damian greeted him once he arrived at an invisible line
