Chapter 63: Irresponsible

*Damon*

I suppressed a scoff at their overly pleased expressions. Though inwardly discontented, I refused to let it dictate my actions.

Taking a deep breath, I rose from my seat, mindful of the scrutinizing eyes upon me, and directed my attention to Zeeb. "Come with me," I instructed tersely.

Without waiting to observe Zeeb's undoubtedly complex expression, I pivoted and strode toward the corridor.

Even without looking back, I sensed the other Alphas' hesitation, likely considering the propriety of my departure without formal permission. Frankly, I couldn't care less.

As I walked towards the corridor, I detected no footsteps trailing behind me. Not until later, anyway.

Getting to the corridor, Zeeb scratched his hair, innocently. “Uhm, why are we here?”

Fixing my gaze squarely on him, I inquired bluntly, "What's the reason for constantly testing my patience? You're well aware of my disdain for impromptu visits. First, it was Alpha Ryker's unannounced visit to the castle, and now, the