They needed to get Marcy out of there before someone else sees her, but first, Damon wanted some answers from Talia. "What exactly happened here?"
Damon didn't think that George wanted to break their mate bond right there.
If he planned to do it, he would find a spot where no one can find them, because consequences could be dire, which means George did it in the spur of the moment.
Since Talia was in the living room minutes before it happened, she should be able to shed some light on this mystery.
Talia wanted to tell Damon to watch the security feed, but she thought that it will be shorter just to say it.
"Marcy was full of herself, talking about the party. I thought how that's where our interaction will end, but then she said how she knows that we are sleeping together and that as long as we are discrete about it, she won't give me a hard time."
"She what?", Damon asked, unable to conceal his outrage. How dares Marcy look down on Talia?
If Marcy was not unconscious, Damon would knock the daylights out of her. Actually, even now he had an urge to kick her until she flies out of the Dark Howlers pack territory.
Talia waved her hand, indicating him to calm down, and she moved on to the main part. "I was frustrated, and I showed her the video you recorded of her when you were at the Red Moon pack."
Damon's face fell and he shifted on his feet awkwardly. That video brought him a lot of trouble. Will he need to jump into a waterfall again? But Talia didn't seem pissed, so he relaxed a bit.
"Didn't I delete those?", Damon asked.
"I saved a copy.", Talia said guiltily.
"Well, that explains the hostility in the restaurant.", Maya said from the side. She was still on the point of Marcy and George being mates. "People were guessing that Marcy is their future Luna, and I could feel George's aggressive aura. When you showed the video, he probably snapped." Maya glanced around. "Where is George?"
Damon shrugged. "Probably in his room. Let's take Marcy to her room before someone sees her."
Talia slapped Damon's hands away. She didn't want him to touch Marcy, so Talia and Maya held Marcy by the arms, and dragged her down the hallway.
"Did you know that George is an Alpha?", Talia asked Maya in a whisper.
"Whaaaat?", Maya drawled dramatically.
"Yes, yes. When he accepted Marcy's rejection, he said that he is George Shaw, Alpha of the Frostcrest pack."
"I will definitely watch it!" Maya said enthusiastically, and then her brows came together. "Frostcrest pack?" She looked at Damon. "Didn't that pack disappear a long time ago?"
Damon shook his head. He knew the history very well. It was part of his education as the future Alpha. "It didn't disappear. Alpha of the Frostcrest pack was defeated by Marcy's grandfather, and they became part of the Red Moon pack."
"Wow!", Maya exclaimed. "So, Marcy and George were mates from opposing sides, like Romeo and Juliet."
Damon frowned. "Let's hope these two have a better ending."
Damon didn't care much about Marcy or George, but if they end up dying in his packhouse, Damon will be held responsible. And this time, he really didn't do anything.
After taking Marcy to her room, they confirmed that George was in his.
George was lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling without showing any signs that he noticed people coming in and out of this room.
Travis arrived and examined both Marcy and George while Damon, Talia, and Maya waited to hear the outcome.
After the exam was done, they all met in Marcy's room. She was unconscious, so they could talk openly.
"You said that they are mates who rejected their bond.", Travis repeated for the fifth time, and every time he hoped that Damon will tell him he heard it wrongly.
It's not that Travis didn't believe Damon, but it was so rare for fated mates to reject each other, that it was somewhat unbelievable.
Damon confirmed. "Yes. What's their condition? Will it get better?"
Damon hoped that Marcy and George will snap out of it, and he can send them home. This time, he had a good plan in place.
Now that they knew Marcy and George were mates, there was no need for Damon to come up with any ploys to send them packing.
Damon will accuse Alpha Edward of sending Marcy to be Damon's Luna while concealing that she had a fated mate, which meant that Alpha Edward went against the Moon Goddess, and that's a big offense for werewolves. And it's not just that Marcy had a fated mate, but her mate came as Marcy's bodyguard!
If that is not a slap in Damon's face, nothing is.
No Alpha would tolerate such behavior.
Even if Damon made them permanently disabled, no one would blame him… assuming that Marcy and George are not disabled, to begin with.
Damon didn't care if Alpha Edward knew that Marcy and George were mates. Actually, if he knew, he probably wouldn't allow George to accompany Marcy.
But regardless of what the truth was, Damon's version sounded believable, and it would get Alpha Edward off his back, and the whole werewolf society will scowl at Alpha Edward's actions.
Alpha Edward will have a lot of image-cleaning to do, and that will keep him busy for a while.
Marcy and George will take the burn of Alpha Edward's wrath, and Damon will use that time to solidify Talia's presence as the Luna of the Dark Howlers pack. Perfect!
Unfortunately, with Marcy unconscious, and George being a zombie, Damon couldn't accuse them of wrongdoing because the two wrongdoers looked like victims, and instead of scolding them, society will take pity on them.
Damon needed them up on their feet and lively, and he needed that to happen half an hour ago.
Travis looked at his notes before responding to Damon's inquiry about the status. "Miss Marcy is in a bad state. Based on the bruise on the side of her head, her healing is comparable to human's which means that her wolf took a hard hit. She is unresponsive, and I don't know if she will wake up. As for Commander George, his body is in better shape compared to Miss Marcy's, however, he mentally shut down, probably to deal with the emotional blow of the bond breaking."
Damon waved his hand impatiently. "How do we get them better?"
Travis shook his head helplessly. "This is outside my domain, Alpha. I heal diseases and patch up bodies. If they are not eating, I can administer an IV, but this injury impacted their soul. The best for these kinds of situations would be for mates to be together, but that's obviously not an option here."
Damon pinched the roof of his nose. That didn't sound good.
