Chapter Forty-three: Red with Rage

SILAS'S POV

I stood there and stared at them, unable to move or speak. Alpha Zemo must have noticed it, so he spoke up.

"Oh, I see you have all met."

He began.

"Huh!?"

I asked.

"Silas, meet Damon. Damon is Sara's bethroded and the heir to the throne of the Moon Pack Kingdom. He is going to be the heir apparent when he marries my daughter, his mate."

He said.

I looked at him and studied him from head to toe. He was very built and thick skinned. His eyes shoned golden yellow and he had very dark hair. He's the typical Alpha that everyone would be dripping for. Across his smug face, he wore a smile as if telling me "I got her and not you, you son of a bitch."

He stretch forth his hand to shake me.

"I have heard a lot about you from the Alpha himself. I even offered to be his guard pending the time of your arrival but he refused vehemently. It's nice to finally see the face behind the name. I hope we get along, Silas."

He said.

"Beta."

I whispered.

"Huh?"

He asked me as if he didn't hear