Blackfeather Woods Back 2 bizniz

Damien wasn't yet ready to behold the sight.

The quick-tempered yearling almost let his rant go off when he caught a glimpse of the Alpha's unmistakable shape, but bit his tongue when the characteristic knot at the end of his muscled hips was replaced by a fully functional tail. It took a couple seconds to connect the dots, but it became clear that it wasn't Burke his eyes had caught. It was Sebastian.

Damien stayed blended with the shadows for a moment. He had been less than an hour back home, and the last thing he wanted to see so soon was Burke's bastard. But Damien tried to be more thoughtful this time, and observed the true Rochester like prey from the comfort of the dark's cloak until he decided it was time for a welcoming. It was his mission to keep an eye on him after all, and making a scene was no way to start things off this time.

"So the rumors were true..." spoke Damien scornfully as he slowly stepped out of the blackest of shadows with obviously dominant body language. "There is one more Rochester among us..."