Chapter 12

Damien's POV

I could not understand why I was getting so pissed off at Connor but I was. He kept glancing everywhere except me and it irked me.

"Spar with me," I finally broke the silence, looking at my men sparring with each other. The young wolves were getting better by the day.

Both the male and female wolves were warriors in my pack. I made sure to include everyone as a strong pack required strong wolves.

"But I have to be on patrol," he answered, looking confused. I was also confused.

My wolf was growling within me. He was itching to come out and I wanted to release this pent up anger. He wanted to teach Connor a lesson and I was going to oblige him.

"You can go later, come on," I ordered and walked to the middle of the field, cracking my neck and folding my hands into fists.

Connor looked skeptical and it appeased me at that moment. He knew whenever I was in this mood, I tended to beat the shit out of him.

"Don't make me repeat myself Conner," I warned.

He sighed dramatic