Chapter 16: Confidence

*Damon*

Observing their expression, I exhaled, sensing the temptations to grunt out a scorn grin.

Even though my question seemed a little rugged, I knew I had to ask, afterall Zeeb made it clear to me that Alpha Ryker was here just for the intent of discussing the rogue breaching into the southern border.

I shot him a sharp glare before reiterating, with a blunt brusque, "I'm awaiting your response.”

I watched as Alpha Ryker gulped down his throat, and gave a forced smile. “Mm, yes I came to discuss with your about the rogue's breaching into the southern border, but before that we should at least have a comfortable conversation since my wife and daughter are here.”

I didn't reply to him, instead I gawked silently at them. From my silence, it was clear to them what my answer was.

“We should all have a seat at the dining table,” Zeeb stepped forward, with a polite smile.

I turned my eyes to stare at Zeeb's smiling face. Through seethed teeth, I asked softly, “Zeeb, what are you doing?”