D A M O N
It’s been days of going back and forth with the council and finally, we’d be getting a hearing. For done reasons, the werewolf council has decided to make trying to get Kiara back a legal matter.
Roland and I stood in front of the large oak doors of the Council Hall. This place reeked of old money and politics. A place where several people have been prosecuted unjustly.
It was the last place I wanted to be, but the Council had insisted. When an Alpha's mate is taken by another Alpha, it's no longer a simple rescue mission. It becomes a matter of werewolf law.
"This is a waste of time," I growled, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. "Every minute we spend in here is another minute Kiara is suffering."
"We have no choice, Damon," Roland said, placing a hand on my arm.
