Chapter 33

• Damon
• Upon entering my father's quarters, I found myself struggling to contain the whirlwind of emotions that churned within me. He greeted me in a nonchalant manner, almost as though he had anticipated my visit, even offering me a cup of coffee or tea, both of which I promptly declined. There was no room for pleasantries; I had come for answers.
• "Alpha," I began, my voice quivering with emotion, "I need an explanation."