Setting The Trap

*Damon*

“Lord Damon, my witches have been captured by Alpha Zander Blake,” Cassandra whimpered, her voice trembling with fear. “I fear the ruthless Alpha King will show them no mercy, and I’ll lose my most skilled warriors.”

Cassandra had always been loyal to me. Even when I wasn’t in control of the vampire kingdom, she had stood by me, ready to assist in any way, her army of witches at my disposal for any war I commanded.

“Don’t worry, Cassandra,” I reassured her, trying to offer comfort. “Their sacrifice won’t be in vain. I will take revenge on Alpha Zander Blake. His downfall is only beginning.”

She shook her head slowly, her eyes distant, as if grappling with some unsettling thought. “No, Lord Damon,” she murmured, her voice softer now, almost a whisper. “I have a feeling… something very bad is coming. I advise you to be cautious when making your move against the Alpha King and his family.”

I gritted my teeth. How dare this witch try to offer me advice? I resisted the urge to lash out. I needed her and her witches to achieve my goals, and once I had what I wanted, I would show her and the rest of them their place.