Damian’s POV
The black SUV felt smaller than usual, and it had nothing to do with its size.
My wolf had been restless for days, pacing inside me and refusing to settle down. Ever since we took over the Greyport docks, it had been acting strangely. Sometimes it growled for no reason. Other times, I felt a strange pull that I couldn't explain.
The same thing had happened when that little human girl walked into my office and offered me lemon candy.
I still remembered her bright smile and the way she had looked at me without a trace of fear. Most people could barely stand in the same room with me without getting nervous, yet that little girl had treated me like an old friend.
The worst part was that I had kept the candy.
I reached into my coat pocket and felt the small piece wrapped in p
