IT was a long journey that took an entire night. After hours that seemed like forever, Damien and his knights finally reached the actual slave house. They traversed several villages and a coastal town before arriving at the slave house. It was at the frontier, almost near the border of the Eastern Territory. And it was far from the Gregory Estate. Yet Bridget said it was 'close'!
"That wretch!" Damien broke his knuckles in resentment.
The sun was rising brilliantly, greeting the new day. But it did not match Damien's temperament. Instead, it overawed him with disgust and wrath. Just thinking of the time his sweet little sister had to endure in this shabby old hut maddened him more. Every muscle in his body craved for an act of great revenge.
His bloodthirstiness desired some living sacrifices. It seemed like today he would have an early morning training for killing.
