DAMIAN'S POV

~ 3 days to the ancient rites~

The air in the dining hall still felt heavy when Lucas and I stepped out with the guards. The murmurs of fearful pack members echoed behind us, they could only murmur because Kieran had made it clear . He had made it clear, this wasn’t about curses or omens. Someone was behind what had just happened. And I, myself, intended to find out who.

How can the people of Darkmoon be so blind or they just choose to ...