Blackfeather Woods We Finally Meet

It was strange being called by Cyn out of the blue like this, but Damien had no reason to mistrust the female this long after being packmates. He had never met her, she was distant, but he knew her enough to recognize the tone in her howl and put a name to her face.

Some time ago, Damien would probably have ignored the call, not deeming anyone worthy of his time; but he was in a better place now and he was more at peace with his world. He had aspirations now, above from being a dark brother he wanted to become someone the pack could trust to lead, and that involved having an actual relationship with the other wolves.

"Cyn?" called Damien a little confused as he neared the place he thought the female had called to. "Is everything ok?" he asked when he made out her from in the dim light.