A black-tinted car drove through the dark and silent night, marking its passage through the quiet streets of the Goldcrest Pack and to the main mansion. Standing in front of it were two guards, who opened the door for Damon to step out. He looked furious as he pushed one of the guards out of his way. The guard staggered back but managed to hold himself.
"Where is my father?" he asked the guards.
"He has been waiting for you in his office," the guard informed Damon as he headed to the office, which he had claimed just a week after the pack's alpha leader, Ezra, had died. He opened the door to see his father sizing him up, judging his very existence and appearance.
"You look roughed up," was the first thing Damon heard as he entered the study. His father, engrossed in some papers, made th
