Chapter 11

Maya's POV The SUV pulled up fast, skidding slightly as it stopped just outside the gate. All three of them got out. Damien led the way, rage simmering in his eyes as he fixed his gaze on Lauren. Then, with barely a glance at the rest of us, he turned to the guards. “These women are from my pack,” he said, his voice sharp with command. “I demand they be handed over to me. My name is Damien, Alpha of the Blackwood Pack.” He spoke as if his name alone was enough, as if this place would bend to his will just because he expected it to. But this wasn’t his pack. “I’m sorry, Alpha Damien,” the guard who had let us in replied, his tone firm but polite, “but these women are now under our protection. You may wait and speak with our Alpha when he arrives, he’s already on his way. Until then, we will not release them unless instructed to do so by our Alpha.” He didn’t show the slightest trace of the deference Damien expected from others. And I already knew; this was about to escalate fast. Damien