Chapter 45

Damon's POV:

I stood at the pack's border, looking at the alpha who was approaching us. He had a tall, huge man with him on his left side, who I could tell was a beta, and on his right was a slim, tall guy with a small scar on his chin, who was Gamma. Behind him was a she-wolf who had a cloak on, and her gaze was fixed to the ground. Something about her scent made me feel nauseated, but I chose not to show it.

"Alpha Damon, I presume," the Alpha said when he stood in front of me and extended his hand.

Unlike the Beta and the Gamma, his presence held some dominance, although he wasn't intimidating in any way.

He was tall, just like his Beta, and his build was okay, but something about him ticked me off. He talked with pride and moved with it. He wasn't that bad-looking, but he was acting like he was the most handsome man out there. With each minute that passed by, he brushed his free hand through his hair while looking at Sherry, as if to lure her in.

"Let's kill him," my wolf gro