Chapter 31. Who Cares?

Daemon’s POV

I stomped back and forth against the floor of my office, waiting for Sam to arrive. I can feel the rage rising with each step, no matter what I do… I just can’t settle.

Not long there was a squeaking sound from the door, accompanied by a familiar face, Sam.

He slowly walked up to me and dropped the files he was holding on top of the table.

“What was that?” I demanded amidst my anger.

“The rumor is everywhere, the Luna of the Blackwood Pack is not mentally okay,” he replied, “I think that you have to take a look,” he pointed at those files.

Glancing at the files, I sighed and turned to him, “I have already heard of that and that’s why I sent for you.”

“Heard of that… how but I am just getting to tell you now,” he sounds confused.

“Well, everything that I needed to know has been delivered to me,” taking around my table, I turned my chair and sat down.

“What are you talking about?” Sam slowly pulled out his chair