Hundred and thirty

If Damien wasn’t sure that the warlock was his love rival, he definitely was clear on the issue now.

He stared down the sorcerer with a look of disbelief, masking the pent-up rage that built up inside him. A few minutes ago, he had decided to give the man a listening ear after he had piqued his interest and also used his magic to revert his room back to normal. It was more than enough for Damien to lend an ear to whatever he was saying, but what left the man’s lips made the vampire King just want to snap the man’s neck to the side.

The warlock had proposed to help with the war, saying that he would not only fight but also serve as protection, as a shield from any and all attacks that try to come their way. However, there was a condition attached. Damien was aware of this immediately when the sorcerer suggested help, but he didn’t think that his demands would be so unreasonable and irking. For helping in the war, he wants one of the Lycan brats, and Cassandra as well for the taking.

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