062 A Deal With The Devil

Damon’s POV

The only two people that can piss me off in one room is too much for me.

Lupus knew Aiden cared about Barke and wanted no one else as his mate, yet it still burns to see Dahlia being so friendly to him with her watery deer eyes pasted on Aiden. I can’t quite pin down whether it’s pure jealousy, or the fact that Lupus knew Dahlia would not look at us in this way.

She wouldn’t be here if we didn’t lure her with her father as bait.

I shouldn’t have done it, but I didn’t know what else to do. The grey desperation in her sorrowful eyes scared me. As an Alpha, I rarely feel powerless at anything, but it’s a normality facing Dahlia. I can’t bear to see her giving up on her life, and I took the poison when I knew it might be a mistake if it turns out to be false hope.

I just didn’t know it was such a deadly one until it was too late.

“So,” Dahlis sits across the table, her back straight and her hands on the table like a proper businesswoman ready to negotiate, “what’s your co