Chapter 7 ~Damien~

"Where!" -A loud scream interrupting the quiet room was heard from Damien. His hair was scattered and his eyes were sore, he hadn't slept all night. His robe was loosely tied exposing his dry skin.

The guards and enforcers who lined up in his courtroom were all tense. Fear was seen in their faces and their eyes sent remarks of hopelessness. They didn't move nor say a word. Damien was angry and he wanted to vent it out.

He pulled out a sword from one of his guards and moved forward aiming for the last guard and right there, he stabbed him going straight into his chest causing the swift blood splash on his face and cloth. Damien forcefully pulled out the sword and threw it on the floor, it shook everyone as he didn't hesitate to kill a guard; personally, his bodyguard. The guard begged for life and finally gave up as he dropped to the floor lying lifeless.

"Where is She?" -Again, he asked coldly.

He was in despair and in fury he clenched his fist and hit it against the wall until blood gushed out. Aero, his wolf growled exposing his anger ready to kill. He was not missing Lyra, she was his property which he treated like one and her disappearance has aggravated his cruelty.

Without remorse, he sat on his throne sipping the bitter gin poured in his cup, his face squeezed as he could not help but spit it out. He immediately washed his bloody hands in a bowl of water and then cleaned it with a towel that was by his side. He signaled an enforcer but Azura stopped the guard and sent them away.

"My king, why have you decided to hurt yourself for a low-life Omega?" -Azura asked with no fear of what he might do.

He raised his head up and stood up grabbing her neck and with a knife almost close to her throat, about slitting it. Drops of blood were seen already making its way falling.

"Call her a low-life once more?"

Seeing she was more valuable than any other wolf he had, he pushed her away and sat down still sipping his gin but she formed her grip and cleaned off the little blood that gushed out from her neck. He wanted to be alone but she refused.

"I may have information on where she might be" - Azura said

Damien quickly stood up waiting to hear her speak.

"I am unsure but it is worth a try"

"Speak Azura!" -He angrily yelled

"I can track her hometown. You bought her so the only place, a weak Omega..." she paused, not ready to die yet. She cleared her throat.

"The only place she could have gone would be to her family so I suggest a search at her hometown" -she continued removing her gaze from the king immediately.

He paced around Azura, and with her heart racing, he tapped her shoulder with the blood stained knife which threw her heart to her belly.

"Alright, do that"

As she was about to leave, he stopped her.

"Get the horses ready, we're leaving in an hour"

She sighed, and left. Damien was gladened a bit but couldn't endure her away from him. He was deeply obsessed with her and he couldn't hide it. He threw a glass to the ground startling the maid that stood at the other end and after some seconds, he smirked at the broken pieces and walked out.