CHAPTER 155

DAMON

By the time I ran back to where the rest were, I caught a familiar scent and it immediately brought solace to my body. I followed the scent and my eyes widened at the view in front of me.

Precious, stood with her head bent over a dark man, who I guessed to be none other than a rogue, with her nails digging into his scalp. I saw the man's hair fall disgracefully down his head, and from where I stood watching them I saw his mouth moving uncontrollably and I knew without being told that he was wailing.

My eyes briefly flickered across the others around, noticing how oblivious they were about what was going on.

"Run to our mate now!" My wolf bellowed angrily in my head, and I did the only thing I could think about.

I placed my right leg forward while my other leg went backwards before I finally took off into a run.

I didn't spare the others a glance as I went to stop my mate from killing the wolf. Even though he deserved it, I didn't like the thought of the mother of my un