For 350 years, Damian has shut himself off from love after becoming a werewolf and losing the only woman he ever cared for. But in modern-day Pennsylvania, he meets Abigail, his new personal assistant. Despite his toxic traits, he can't resist her charm and begins to rediscover what it means to love. Trouble arises when his past and nemesis caught up with him. Damian and Abigail find themselves facing a rough journey with many obstacles. Will Damian and Abigail be able to overcome this and find love? Or will Damian's past ruin everything they hold dear? Find out by reading.
View MoreDAMIAN POVI carried Bastian’s lifeless body back home, every step a painful reminder of my failure. If I had just let him take the vampire blood, he might still be alive. The guilt gnawed at me, each thought a dagger to my heart. I placed him gently on my bed, tears streaming down my face. I couldn't stop blaming myself, my words tumbling out in a torrent of grief and regret."It’s all my fault, Bastian. If I had just listened to you, you’d still be here. I’m so sorry. Please, forgive me," I whispered, my voice cracking.As I sat there, lost in my despair, a strange noise interrupted my sorrow. Bastian stirred, his eyelids fluttering. My heart skipped a beat, hope surging within me."Bastian?" I said, barely daring to believe it.He opened his eyes and looked at me, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Damian, could you cry a little quieter? I’m trying to take a nap here."I stared at him, stunned. "You’re... alive?"He stretched and sat up, looking remarkably well for some
BASTIAN POVAs the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the grounds, the weight of our plan settled heavily in the air. Margaret’s presence had already shaken things up, and now it was time to put our scheme into action. The anticipation was palpable, the kind of tension that crackles like static electricity just before a storm.We gathered in the study, the room dimly lit by the fading light. Margaret laid out a map on the table, her fingers tracing the route we’d take to the old abandoned warehouse where we’d set our trap for Bill. Damian stood nearby, still trying to process everything that had happened. His eyes flicked to Margaret occasionally, a mixture of nostalgia and wariness in his gaze.“Alright,” Margaret said, her voice brisk and businesslike, “here’s the plan. We spread the word that Damian will be here, alone, tomorrow night. Bill will hear about it and come running. When he does, we’ll be ready.”Damian frowned, his concern evident. “And yo
BASTIAN POVAs we pulled up to the house, I felt a mix of anticipation and amusement bubbling within me. This was going to be quite the show. We headed towards the garden where Damian, Zion, and Abigail were playing. As we approached, I saw Damian freeze the moment he laid eyes on Margaret. He knew she was alive, but he hadn't expected to see her so soon, and certainly not like this.Margaret, ever the queen of dramatic entrances, smiled widely. "Well, if it isn’t my favorite werewolf family," she said with a laugh. "Miss me?"Abigail, looking confused, glanced between Margaret and Damian. She had no idea who this woman was or her significance in Damian’s life. Margaret, on the other hand, had never met Abigail face-to-face but knew of her. She was fully aware that Abigail had feelings for Damian, whom she still considered "her man.""Damian," Margaret cooed, walking up to him. He remained frozen, unable to process the sight of his long-lost love standing before him. Margaret wasted n
BASTIAN POVThe day wore on, the sun climbing higher into the sky, casting a golden glow over the grounds. I wandered outside, the vials of vampire blood still heavy in my pocket, a constant reminder of my plan. As I walked, I caught sight of Zion, Abigail, and Damian playing together. Zion’s laughter rang out, pure and joyous, while Abigail and Damian watched him with fond smiles.For a moment, I stopped and simply watched them. Damian looked genuinely happy, his eyes shining with an emotion I rarely saw in him. He didn’t want this life of being a werewolf, of constant danger and uncertainty. All he ever wanted was to be human, to live a simple, peaceful life. But that was something he could never have.Seeing him like this, so content and at ease, stirred something dark within me. I wanted to protect him, to save his life so he could be happy. But another part of me, the part that had been buried deep for so long, wanted something else entirely. I wanted immortality. I wanted to be
DAMIAN POVI rushed out of the room, the sense of urgency propelling me forward. I couldn’t let Bastian go through with his plan. The hallways seemed to stretch on forever, each step echoing ominously as I searched for any sign of him. My mind raced with possible scenarios, none of them ending well if Bastian took that vampire blood.Turning a corner, I saw Bastian ahead, making his way towards the back exit of the house. "Bastian, wait!" I called out, my voice strained with desperation.He paused and looked back at me, his expression hard and resolved. "Damian, go back. This isn’t your fight."I closed the distance between us, shaking my head. "It is my fight. We’re in this together. You can’t do this alone."Bastian’s eyes softened for a moment, but then he shook his head. "I have to. For you, for everyone."I reached out and grabbed his arm, trying to make him understand. "Bastian, you’ll be miserable forever. You won’t be able to end your suffering. Think about what that means."H
BASTIAN POV The next day dawned bright and clear, a stark contrast to the storm of emotions still brewing inside me. Damian was up and moving, the herbs Asmeral had provided working wonders to stabilize him. The mark on his chest still lingered, a sinister reminder of the threat Bill posed. But for now, the connection between the mark and the sword was blocked, keeping Bill from tracking us.I felt a strange mix of relief and anxiety. Damian was safe for the moment, but I knew it was only a matter of time before Bill found another way to come after us. I needed to find a permanent solution, and I had already decided on my plan.A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. I opened it to find a delivery man holding a package. He handed it to me, and I signed for it, feeling the weight of the contents even through the packaging. Vampire blood."Thanks," I muttered, closing the door behind me.I went to my room and carefully unwrapped the package, revealing several vials of dark, viscou
BASTIAN POV I check the mark, that when I realized, he has been marked Bill has marked him with his sword, the same sword I was trapped in for years Now he is going hunt him down and kill him This is bad! “Arrrrggg” Damian screamed out in pain, he was not healing, that is as a result of the sword mark “What do you mean he as being marked,” Abigail asked with a worried look. But before I could say anything, Asmeral walk in, she was already healed up, because I gave her vampire blood. “That’s an Hunter mark, no matter where Damian is, Bill will the able to track him and he will not rest until Damian is dead.” Asmeral responded to Abigail on my behalf, though she was still angry with me for trying to kill her. “So what are we going to do?” Abigail asked “There’s nothing we can do, but I know I’m not letting my brother die.” I said Damian was convulsing on the floor, the mark on his chest glowing a sinister red. I could feel the anger boiling inside me again. Bill’s cruelty k
BASTIAN POVAs the adrenaline from our escape began to fade, the reality of what had just transpired settled over us like a heavy fog. We were back at the hideout, and while Damian was alive, the cost of his rescue was hanging heavily in the air.Abigail stormed toward me, her eyes blazing with fury. "You had no right!" she shouted, her voice echoing off the walls. "Threatening Asmeral’s life? How could you?"I faced her, my own anger simmering just beneath the surface. "I did what I had to do," I replied coldly. "Damian’s life was at stake. Or did you forget that?"She clenched her fists, shaking with rage. "You think that justifies threatening to kill my cousin? You’re out of your mind, Bastian!""Maybe I am," I shot back, stepping closer to her. "But what about you? You were too selfish to help the father of your child. I had to threaten you to get you to act. How do you think that makes you look?"Her face turned red with anger. "I wasn’t being selfish! I was scared and confused.
BASTIAN POV“That is why I’m here, you wanted to be a Wonder Woman the other day right, this is your chance” I said still going to her wardrobe looking for something revealing for her to wear Wait! What?What do you mean?I brought out a very skinny and revealing dress out of her wardrobe and give it to her to wear“I got a plan to save Damian so I will be needing your help, Bill is having a party at his house, so I need you to wear this and be a stripper so you can distract him, so I can rescue Damian.” I said waiting for her to wear the dress without any questions or refusal.“Wait, you want me to act like a stripper wear this revealing clothes this is as if I’m walking naked” she said and I nodded “Didn’t you say you want to help, you doing this will help me save Damian and besides he is the father of your child, do you want him to die? “ I asked in anger“No, I’m not doing it never.” She replied I clenched my fists, my temper flaring. “What do you mean, you’re not doing it?” I
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