"Her own good?" Alaric wanted to roll his eyes at him.
"The rogues have been stalking around our territory for so long as if they are waiting for something… or rather, someone," Damon said, his brows knitting together.
"And you believe that someone is Ember, because of the attack in the flooded village?"
"Yes. Before I saved her, the rogues were about to mark her." He clicked his tongue again in distaste, his eyes darkened. Chilling auras spread from him.
"Damon, you are suffocating me with your oh almighty aura." Alaric grunted.
Damon inhaled deeply, controlling his sudden outburst. "I'm doing this to confirm it, and of course to exterminate all the rogues. If I don't do this, she will never be safe. And I also want to know who is behind the rogues. They are behaving too organized and sensible for rogues."
