350 Lunch with the next Luna of the Dark Howlers pack (1)

Lunchtime…

Damon sat at the head of the dining table in the packhouse and looked at the people who were seated there.

Caden, Tony, Paul, Nate, Greg, James.

The seat on his left was empty. That's where Talia was supposed to be. He would hold her hand, cut the food for her, and feed her, but she was not there, and he missed her immensely.

Nothing made sense without Talia. The food didn't taste good, and the colors of the world faded.

Only with Talia's absence, Damon understood how much he was attached to her. In a few short weeks, Talia became an integral part of Damon's life and without her, Damon felt empty.

Yes, Talia told him that she is going to Darkbourne for lunch with girls as part of the plan to isolate Marcy and to make her slip, but Damon was uneasy to have Talia out of his visual range. Doesn't she know that she always gets into trouble and some random guys stick to her?

Damon didn't like it.