ROSALINE’S POV:I cannot believe I am back here again.One would think that after my experience during my last visit, I would never step foot here, but here I was. I was standing among the very same people that nearly took my life. Now I am their Luna, and the false respect is suddenly there.What a funny world we live in!The head of the southside village community was an elderly man with what appeared to be a permanent scowl on his face. He was dark-skinned and wore native attire that covered only half of his torso and the lower half of his body. Two built men stood by his side with a scowl similar to his.From the lines on their faces, I could tell that they hardly smiled; it made me curious but also sad.“I heard that you have been here once before your majesty," Rikkard said with a deep voice that nearly shook the room, as well as my composure if I was being honest. But I kept my expression neutral and myself composed. I sat upright and held contact with him from across the tab
DAMIEN’S POV:“Your majesty, you cannot just leave in the middle of an important meeting!” Geoffrey screeched as he did his best to catch up to me.I have spent hours going from meetings to meetings, and I am already sick of it. It was not because it was boring or anything; I just hated being away from her for too long. It has been over ten hours, and I have not so much as gotten a whiff of her scent; it felt like I was going insane.What was happening to me?This is the longest we have been in two months, and it feels so strange to me; it irks my skin.“I want my wife,” I said with a growl as I stormed up to the orphanage home. I knew she was there now. I do not know how, but I did; I could feel her. Thank heavens, my meeting with the head of the weapon refinery was only a couple of buildings away.“I understand that you miss her, sir, but you still have two more meetings before your activities for the day come to an end; if you leave now, it would put us far behind schedule."“I d
ROSALINE'S POV:No, this could not be happening.Of all the people to resurface from our past, why did it have to be him? Goddamn Stephen Rickerson.He was the former quarterback of the soccer team in high school during our time and, of course, Damien's best friend.I didn't know they were still close. Fuck!This is bad. This is really bad.His eyes held the same shock as mine, and it was clear neither of us had expected to see each other again, especially not like this.Damien's eyes jumped between the both of us, and I could see the confusion within them. So this is where it all ends, right?"You two know each other?" When Damien asked us, it was obvious he did not like our familiarity, judging by his tone."How can you forget her?" Stephen snapped, and my heart rate accelerated.No, no, no. This is not how I wanted it to end!"You know, that damn accident made me forget a lot of things and people, man. I thought you had reminded me of everything and everyone," Damien said with an a
DAMIEN'S POV: Rage.That was all I felt as I watched them speak to each other in hushed tones. They were oblivious to my presence right above them; too bad I couldn't hear them.There was this hidden tension between them, and it made me angrier when I did not know why.But that was when a question came up in my mind. Were they lovers?My teeth gnarled, and my grip on the railings tightened. Fuck! Why can't I remember anything about her?Maya… Maya… Maya…That name was so strange and unfamiliar to me that I have no memory of anyone with that name. But her face... I could not deny that her face did look familiar, but that was it.“Why do you think I wouldn’t remember you?”A groan leaves my lips as those words ring in my head. They were my words; I can remember saying that once before. But to whom?So many questions, so few answers.I watched them for only God knows how long; I could not tear my gaze away from my wife. The way she looked so troubled and worried bothered me. What in God
DAMIEN'S POV:I always knew when she was lying.Whenever she did, she could not look me in the eye. Like right now.Her eyes went in every direction except mine, and I could see her mind swarm with a million truths as she tried to decipher which one of them I meant."I don't understand what you are talking about," she said once she managed to recover from her shock. She made her way to her closet, acted as though I were not in the room, and just asked her a question. My jaw clenched, and I shot to my feet and made my way towards her. I grabbed her by the waist, and a gasp left her little lips when I pushed her against the hardwood."What were you and Stephen talking about?" I clarified, and she visibly relaxed against me.What truth did she think I was asking for? Does that mean she was hiding something else from me?"I told you to forget about that, Damien," she said while trying to free herself from my grasp, but it only made me tighten it."Like hell, I would!" I snapped, and that
ROSALINE’S POV:What the hell happened last night?I have never felt so awkward before in my entire life. Why would Damien suddenly stop and then request to go to sleep? He looked like he was just as eager to have me, but then all of a sudden, he just stopped.I had hoped that we would talk about it in the morning, but to my disappointment, he was not even in bed when I woke up. My lips pouted when I did not feel his presence in the room; he was not even nearby.Judging by the faint scent of his cologne, I could tell that it had been some time since he left. A sigh leaves my lips, and I force myself out of bed. I would confront him about his weird behaviour whenever I saw him. I get myself ready for the day, and I am surprised when Stephanie and Peace are nowhere to be seen.I guess it was not only Damien who decided to act strange today.As I head down to the kitchen, I get this odd feeling at the back of my neck, like I am being watched. And I was not wrong.I spun on my heels swif
DAMIEN’S POV:FEW HOURS EARLIER:“Alright, I will help you find your mate,” Stephen said with a smirk on his lips. His eyes sparkled in a way I did not like. In a way, that said he was planning something.“Okay, then let’s go,” I said, but he shook his head negatively.“No, not right now. Tomorrow, I am guessing you did not tell your wife where you were heading this morning,” he said before returning his gaze to the table as another opponent stepped up to challenge him. Guilt overtakes my heart, but I do my best to ignore it. “How did you find out you have a mate anyway?” “I have been having these flashbacks of a woman, but I can’t see her face. I just know her name is Rosaline and that she is angry,” I explain, and he paused to look at me like I was crazy. But there was this hint of curiosity mixed with amusement in his eyes.“Angry? Why so?” “I do not know; I can only feel it. it’s frightening…” I trail off. I hated the way I was sounding; I was so confused and did not know what
DAMIEN’S POV:FIVE YEARS AGO:She was gorgeous.Extremely.I had been awake for the past three hours, and I could not get my eyes off her. I took in every one of her angelic features, and I wanted to trace them so badly. I wanted to embed her face in my memory, but that would be weird, wouldn’t it?If I were going to talk about something weird, I should talk about what happened last night. Fuck! What had gotten into me? I have never felt so angry and possessive over something or someone before. Was this what the mate bond was like?What now? What do I do now that I have a mate? I will not be the Damien Creed I once was, that is for sure. So no more late-night parties with girls, no more fooling around, and no more having fun? Shit, if my parents find out I have found my mate, they would mount me on that fucking throne, and I am so not ready for that.No, I am not ready for a mate. Not now. For fucks sake, I was not even twenty yet; I can’t have an entire dumped on my head because of