Blackfeather Woods Introduction

Sounds like a plan! ;)

Damien's insides were boiling. He was not a wolf born to bend the knee, the strong son, the first boy, the largest, the fiercest, the proudest. If for him it was, this would be the last time he allowed someone to dominate him, but the life of a wolf has it's ups and downs, specially for those built to be on top like Burke and Damien. There was indeed no sense of winning between the two, and both of them understood well which place they belonged to, But Damien knew there was a lot more for him than following.

Damien remained immobile even when Burke's weight was lifted off of him. Burke's cold nose ran over his fur, checking for injuries like nothing had happened, and Damien allowed, looking away like Burke wasn't even there. It felt wrong being in that position, and Damien wanted to snap and take over Burke in a real fight, but that wouldn't have been correct either. Burke was still in charge.

When the Alpha allowed him to, Damien got up slowly, and in silence, with low ears and tail he followed Burke. The tone of his voice was just too intriguing not to.