Damon's POV

“Freaking dunce!” I yelled. “Where did she go?” I demanded of Nala.

“No one knows, I didn't see her leave, no one did.” Nala answered. We'd had a somewhat cordial relationship for the past ten years, but that didn't stop me from noticing that she was diminishing and becoming less useful with age.

“I might have to send you away, Nala.” I said to her, trying to rein in my emotions. “You barely serve any use anymore.” I added.

“Please, Alpha. I have nowhere to go.” She begged me, but didn't fall on her knees.

I turned away and went back out to meet Farh in the garage....