Richard's POV:
"My Lord, messengers. From Blood Moon pack." Conrad burst into the office, urgency all over his face.
"Send them away." I answered. "I'm not taking any visitors now."
That took them long enough. What was Damian doing this entire time? It was laughable. But my hands are clean in this matter.
"I did that, they refused to leave." Conrad said. "And before you ask, I hid the girl. She's locked in her room."
"Smart." I replied. I was about to say something else when I felt an aura in the air. Oh, that's interesting. "Damian is here. Send him in."
Conrad looked confused for two seconds then he recollected himself. "I will."
I expected Damian to show up sooner. But again, I wasn't complaining. This worked well too. How many more times would we do this? Going back and forth.
