A battle between Damon and his wolf.

45.

Damon's POV

I could smell it. Someone was here before me. And the person had stayed on longer than what could be thought of as a mere visit.

Who was it? Who had dared to defile my order as an Alpha? The order that I gave was that no one was allowed around her.

My wolf, Leo, sneered at the lingering smell. While I was angry about someone defiling my order, Leo was angry that the smell belonged to someone we knew nothing about. I could tell that he was worried that the person might be a man, and he might be after Claire.

I wanted to get angry though.

I was at the study, trying to go through the list of the people I already compiled that could be a traitor in my pack when I felt it -her sharp cry for help. Before that, I had forgotten that she was being punished. I shouldn't be blamed since I was more preoccupied with saving my life and the pack I worked so hard to be. So, yeah, my mind wasn't exactly on the girl. It wasn't until I heard her cry for help in my head that I realized