Damon:
I looked at Lysandra as she sat on the couch, glaring at me, clearly lost in her own thoughts, furious about what happened between us.
“You being angry is not going to change the fact…”
“That you cheated on me with an Omega? Let me know, Damon, would you be as calm as you expect me to be had I been the one to sleep with another man? Or are you far too important for me to even consider doing so in your presence? In your mind, am I not capable of cheating just as much as you are? Or is that something that you as a man consider out of the question simply because you believe yourself to be Alpha?” She asked, shaking her head in question as a small smile formed on her lips.
“I slept with an Omega, a low rank, much like any other Alpha would f**k a concubine.”
“And yet, that consort
