CHAPTER 9

Damon heard a bang as he tried to lay in bed , he walked as fast as he could to the chamber Scar was . Only two find three of his pack wolves dead on the ground and four figures had swarmed into the room Scar slept . Two were already on Scar's side of the bed, a hand clamped over her mouth to muffle her screams as they dragged her naked body from the bed aggressively.

It was hard to see who their attackers were in the darkness, their shifting, quick forms difficult to pin down even with Damon's wolf senses active. He could tell from their shapes that they were goblins, but why were they here?

Traitors? Had the rebellion happened already, and they were here to end his reign before it truly began?

But the second they touched Scar, rage unlike anything he'd ever felt before pulsed through him like a rabid heartbeat.

"Don't you fucking touch her!" Damon growled, pulling at the threads of his wolf soul deep inside him and pulling it out into the open. Just like that, he shifted into