Damien POV

I escaped during the chaos of the rogue attack. Took Lilith and left while everyone was too busy fighting to notice.

Cowardly? Maybe. But I call it strategic retreat.

Now I'm back at Dark Rock Pack. Safe. But the rage hasn't diminished. If anything, it's grown stronger. Festering like an infected wound.

The memory of that day plays on repeat in my mind. The Council chamber. All those Alphas and Lunas watching. Waiting. Judging.

And ...