Chapter twenty-four

The guard stationed before the Alpha’s chamber abruptly veers around, catching sight of a mysterious shadow rushing toward him. Before he can utter a question or sound an alarm, a sharp bite pierces into his neck, forcing him into a sudden, noiseless collapse.

The figure attempts to slip into Damon's chamber, only to be halted by the unexpected resistance of a latched door. He whispers to himself in amusement. “Why station a guard after shutting the door? What a peculiar man.” He chuckles as he retrieves a small box from his inner pocket, and fetches out a slender pin.

His fingers move with practiced precision, and he manipulates the pin into the tiny crevices of the lock. Shortly, a hushed prom between metal and mechanism ensues, and the pin coaxes the latch to surrender. As it turns, the door yields, and it swings open soundlessly.

Startled by the noise, Sera awakens, and her hand instinctively reaches for her neck. She just had a very bad dream and the residue is still clinging