Talia's wolf

Damon swallowed hard at the hostility that was tangible. Surely, this must be a misunderstanding. Why would Talia's wolf be aggressive toward him?

Damon reminded himself to leave a good first impression. "Hello. My name is Damon Blake. I am the Alpha of the Dark Howlers pack. As you probably know already, Talia is my mate. I was looking forward to you waking…"

"Save it for someone who cares!", Talia's wolf cut him off angrily. "You are a stinky boy, not worthy to be her mate."

Damon was flabbergasted. This definitely confirmed that the hostility was real.

He was not sure what's going on, but his instincts told him that if he retaliates, it won't end well.

"I know. No one is worthy of Talia."

"You are less worthy than the others. Promiscuous bastard."