A FEW DAYS EARLIER…
Soren’s eyes were wide with panic yet dizzy with blood loss. Still he pressed on, forcing his darkness into a large club and hitting the barrier constantly.
It didn’t even budge.
The Wrath Lycan never thought the day would come that he would hate himself for asking Jonathan Duke to be in charge of forming the veil over his land. At first it had seemed like the wisest decision considering that he had tested the Pureblood’s strength, forged his deadliest weapons to try and smash the veil. It never worked, even against the other Alpha’s gifts so he was willing to go ahead and enter a contract with Jonathan.
Asides being a blood donor to the vampire, Soren spent millions of dollars on him annually. After all, it was impossible for a Junior partner to own a Penthouse in
