Chapter 29

• Damien POV
• The spot was perfect dense hedgerows of wild blackberry bushes gave me enough cover to slip closer to the open field while still keeping the forest at my back. From here, I had a clean view of the stretch of land behind the pack’s territory. I settled in, prepared to wait for hours if I had to. Nothing stirred, no patrols circled this far out, no eyes scanned the area… or at least, that’s what they wanted anyone watching to believe.
• It couldn’t truly be this easy, could it? A simple tangle of berry-laden shrubs offering a clear weakness in their security. Hundreds of summer fruits creating the perfect blind spot. My plan quite literally coming into fruition because of berries. The irony wasn’t lost on me.