Damon Pov
“Who the f**k are you,” I ask the stranger looking at the bodies around us, he has a skeptical look, and a creepy smile appears on his face.
He looks like my age, only a few inches shorter, his Raven hair is unevenly cut.
“ if it isn’t alpha Damon, I’ve been wanting to meet you for quite some time,” he says coming close but still keeping a safe distance. I'm clenching my fist. I don’t like him at all and my wolf is growling wanting to rip him apart but we can’t, we don’t even know who this man is and he’s not in my territory.
“Who are you?” I question once again, keeping my voice hard and even.
“you have what’s mine and I want to back,” I look at him confused, what does he mean, who is he but looks like he’s enjoying himself, looking at me amused.
What does he mean?
“confu
