Damontry felt the intensity in his tone of voice, he was angry for the reasons as she thought.

He slowly approached her.

"Lauren deserts the best vampire in the Monarchy for the sake of a man of wolves, those filthy creatures that feed on our trash and the rotten guts of our victims."

 

  Damontry 's pupils dilated relatively, her lenses shaking, and he smiled sideways:

“That was surprising to you, Ilgara, right?” 

Damontry felt like she was being held back as her mind began to sort out the information, so many pictures and so many memories.

So the picture became clear.

Those distorted faces in her visions in the log...