Moonless Night

Back at the white wolves’ camp, Harper spent the day with only counting the remaining hours before 11 in the evening. It was the time promised to her by Damon.

On the other hand, Damon got his hands full with the tasks he needed to complete for the camp. He was at the training grounds, at the dungeons, at the infirmary and everywhere he felt his presence was needed.

It was 7:30 pm when they both met at the common room to have dinner with the selected few. The others are free to get food and eat at the tables at the side. Only the lycan king, his queen and the other known names are allowed to be at the long center table with servers and extra cutleries. Now with Shahila exiled, there was an empty seat staring back at Harper every meal.

“Don’t you think we should remove that seat, my king?” – Harper said, staring at the empty in front of her.

“No need. It will only be filled up one day. By anyone, really.”

Harper gulped. Just that it reminds her of Shahila and all the lies she’s told b