Chapter 131

Hazel's POV

"You might want to let me breathe," Damian breathed. "I can not talk if I can not breathe."

I released my hold on him slowly.

"Set me down maybe?" He asked with a cheeky little smile that I did not like.

As I released Damian and let him slump to the ground, I fixed him with a stern glare, my expression unreadable as I waited for his explanation. I was acting, of course. For all Phelan had to know, the corrupted were only a nuisance I put up with because of him.

"Well?" I demanded, my voice laced with a thinly veiled threat. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

Damian scrambled to his feet, and "I-I was speaking with Alpha Phelan," he began, his voice trembling with nervousness. "When I heard about the corrupted in the forest, I immediately tried to contact him."

I raised an eyebrow, my interest piqued. "And?" I prompted impatiently, gesturing for him to continue.

Damian took a deep breath, steeling himself before continuing. "Phelan took a while to reply," he admitted