Chapter 55

Damon I took a long satisfying drag on my tobacco, before tossing it into an ashtray. A buzz of anger ran down my spine as I released the smoke slowly into the air. I was wasted. I didn't know how long I sat, staring at space, lost in my head. I couldn't even concentrate on the meeting I summoned with the Alphas and the council members. We were only twenty minutes into the three-hour meeting when I left the hall, burying myself in my safe haven. Angry and frustrated, I shut the window blind, allowing darkness to engulf me. I didn't know how long I would stay in my office. Hours or even days? My phone was switched off, making me unable to be reached. Alcohol and tobacco became my friends as I wallowed in self-pity. Within the space of hours, I had already consumed more than twenty bottles of rum and whiskey. Several packs of empty tobacco lay on the floor. I couldn't bring myself to stop, I kept emptying every content in my mouth. I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me I was wasted, but