Chapter 167

I didn't remember and I told them that. As we flew along I explained the last things I remembered was climbing the hill with my burdens. Honestly, that wasn't necessarily today, or even yesterday, though. Everyday they had been gone had been like that.

Damien was livid. If he could have breathed fire he would have. Since there was nothing except me and his Brothers to punch on the transport he was forced to contain his anger.

I tried to soothe him, but when I stepped closer he got a better look at me. That just made him angrier.

"Did she feed you?" he asked in a tight voice running his hands over my cheeks and down to my collar bones.

"Yes, Master Damien," I replied automatically in response to his growing rage.

They corrected me as one being; we were family. They weren't Masters and I wasn't really a slave.

Damien took that stance, with his feet shoulder width apart and his arms crossed. I looked into his menacing face and knew he was fighti