Chapter Ten

Damien Black’s POV

“Should we go get the beast this night or tomorrow Hector?” I asked my dog while lying down wasted on the motel room I lodged with one gold coming from the 150 the farmers gave me.

It felt good to have some coins again after what that bastard Elite and blue princess did to me. I sighed knowing that regardless, blue princess will always have a place in my really dark soul.

That little tricky lady gave me a name and a sense of belonging. Just fuels my quest of finding out who I am and from where.

“Hector come on help me decide here, you’re a mutant dog and should learn how to speak by now” I said looking at Hector suspiciously who only wagged his ears and tails without even bark.

“Or maybe we should get the horse and runaway. This coin will definitely sustain us for a week or two “ Hector barked this time around and want sure if he was for the idea or not.

Bored and swearing not to be pusswhipped or bother with women anymore. I might as well do som