Blackfeather Woods A howl at the border

A cold heart was the secret. There was no sympathy in Damien towards others, and it was even hard for him to show any feeling other than contempt. Venus wouldn't be getting much out of staring at Damien's face. Damien was, as some would say, a sociopath. He too, was good at reading people, a trait he'd inherited from his mother, and something that went nicely with Blackfeather Woods' general interests.

For as much as Damien hated to admit it, Venus seemed to be a nice fit to the pack. But there was just something about her that Damien couldn't really get through.

Acting like Venus hadn't just asked for his name, Damien took a couple steps towards the female's left side, once again scanning her physique. Are you telling me that you're a spy, Venus? Did you come here to spy on us? he simply asked. A test, clearly, but the question had a deeper meaning that it seemed, even when it was obvious that the words were meant to Lauren her.