Damon
The journey back from the capital left me bone-tired but satisfied.
Supreme Alpha Palisa had granted my request. More than that, for some reason, she had seemed genuinely interested in the case I had presented. Even if it clashed a bit with what Garret had told that higher beta, Lady Palisa had said the discrepancy in the information would not be an issue.
He would just have to take the blame.
Now the tricky part would be finding another fitting wolf to replace Garret's duties.
By the time the summit concluded, that pathetic omega would be on her knees begging to let her live. It was almost too easy.
The thought brought a smile to my face as I pushed open the doors to my private lodge.
The smile died the moment I saw Elena.
She sat one of the seats of the lobby, arms crossed, and her posture radiating barely contained fury. I sighed. What was she mad about now? I had already told her when I would be returning from the capital.
