Chapter 153 - Way Up in the Mountains

It smelled of wetness, decay, and desperation, and Damien's cave was a wretched place. The floor was uneven, the walls were rough, and the smell of mildew and rotting leaves permeated the air. It was no place for a wolf, much less an Alpha who had formerly held authority and respect. However, Damien could only find solace there, a place to recover and plan his comeback. The cave was tucked away in a thick wilderness that even the most courageous of men avoided, far from any populated area. The old trees that surrounded it produced a canopy of tangled branches that kept the sun out and made the days seem just as gloomy as the nights. Damien had picked this spot with care. He was secure from those who were after him and wanted him dead, especially Ella. Their last encounter left scars on his body. The gaping cut caused by Ella's claws during her transformation was the most severe wound on his right side. Initially, it had been infected and threatened to kill him, but Damien's wol