Damon was hesitant for me to travel all the way to my house by myself. I took it as a sign that he doesn't trust me and is under the impression that I won't be coming back because he had a worried look in his eyes.But despite the fact that I agreed with him in some way, he insisted that I had to leave before his birthday.This is something that I am obviously aware of, given that I had intended to come back before his birthday. The last thing I wanted out of life was to be forced to endure being in the presence of my father.Even though I had strong feelings of animosity toward both of them, I disliked Damon significantly less than I did my own father. Because of this, I consider Damon to be the superior choice between the two.Now all that was left to do was talk to the headmaster, but Damon offered to do that for me, which made things much simpler.Because the principal is concerned about Damon's family history, it was speculated that if Damon approached him, he would change his min
*At Airport*My most significant concern was that Damon would run into Noah, but as expected, my good fortune did not hold out for me.The attention of Damon's gaze shifted to Noah, who was grinning and looking in my direction. Because of his anger, I could see the veins in his arm popping out, but I quickly grabbed his arm and said, "Thank you for coming to see me off."It was a feeble effort to lift everyone's spirits, and to a certain extent, it succeeded, but then Noah asked, "What about us? Do you think it's appropriate to thank him only when we've all come for the same reason?This is done on purpose by him. It was abundantly clear that he was trying to provoke a fight with Damon.Before I could say anything, Damon wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him while saying, "Of course, she will value my presence the most, considering that we are going to get married in the near future!"Because I was not expecting his action, I was taken aback by the fact that he m
My stomach turned as I watched this awkward romantic scene between two adversaries. It was to be expected that both Damon and Harris would make a face as if they were about to throw up given that they were in the same room together. "Why did you act in such a manner?" Damon was the target of Harris' furious demand. Damon clenched his teeth with a blank smile on his face, "Stop acting like I’m dying to be kissed by you. The only reason I did this was to prevent my mate from picking up the scent of another person." I found his words peculiar, but it wasn't the time to think about it because, if I hadn't intervened, they would have grabbed each other around the neck and killed each other by now. Harris moved closer to Damon, but I repelled him by putting my hand on his chest and pushing him back. Shaking his head he exclaimed, "You have become such a disappointment, Elevena." He stepped back and remained silent after this. I knew I should not have done it, but at the time, it was the
I was so stupid that I let down my guard and fell asleep around the driver. What if he took me someplace he shouldn't have and then killed me on my father's orders? However, after the trip, I was exhausted, and arriving in this state was the part of being tired that was the worst. I was going through an emotional roller coaster. Every emotion imaginable is present, including joy, sorrow, anger, pity, and being pathetic enough to even come here in the first place. After such a long time apart, I couldn't wait to see my mother again, but having to confront my father in the presence of his mistress was the worst part. I don't even realize that I'm falling asleep until the next thing I know, someone is waking me up by calling my name. I didn't bother talking to him, but when he pushed my shoulder gently, I opened my eyes. "Miss, we are here." It was no one but the driver. As soon as I looked behind him and saw the large mansion, I had an overwhelming urge to throw up. Nothing has chan
With the amount of hatered and venom in the voice I knew who it was. Never have I never hated anyone more than I hate her.Wait. My mistake, the number position still belongs to my dad. If he never brought her here, this would have never happened.She stood in front of me, crossing her arms over chest waiting for me to say something but I completely ignored her.I pretended as if she doesn't exist for me and judging from her nature I knew she wouldn't beuch happy seeing how I'm ignoring her.She stopped her foot angrily on the ground, "Dear, look like your mother didn't teach you manners. Don't you know how to greet madam of this house?" I never planned on chatting with her in the first place but when she spit bad about me deceased mother I stood and said loudly, "You are no wife to my father nor the madam of this house!"My voice was filled with disgust and rage. I wouldn't have cared a least bit if she said anything about me but bringing my mother's name when she's not alive anymor
How incredibly naive of me to think that everything is exactly the same. Nothing else has been changed over here, except for this interior. The love that we once shared as a family has long since faded, replaced by the coldness this mansion contains within it. This woman in front of me was cursing my mother, which indicated that no one had ever stopped her. This explains why she was so confident in spreading rumors about the person who is actually the Madam of this house. There is no one to blame because it was expected. Why should anyone else care about her cursing my mom if my father and her husband doesn't seem to mind that she does it? Even after she had passed away, my mother was not given the respect that she deserved as the first woman to marry this man even though she was no longer alive. It infuriated me that this woman persisted in defaming my mother despite the fact that no one dared to stop her, but when someone finally worked up the nerve to do something about it, he d
My trip to see my father at his home turned out to be less stressful than I had imagined. Before I went back, I anticipated that I would have to deal with him on a daily basis, but that did not turn out to be the case. I've been here for three days, but we've only spoken once; however, now, after three days, he's asked Aunt Lui to make arrangements for me to eat with them at dinner. Even though I didn't want to, I had no choice but to comply with him because I was already at his house. I was aware that he was not making any requests, and in fact, he had just informed me that we were going to visit Mom on her birthday, which was in two days. I merely nodded while avoiding even making eye contact with him. It was my way of telling him, how much I still despise him. The fact that Jain wasn't making fun of me like she usually does was the thing that surprised me the most. She never missed an opportunity to embarrass me whenever I came here up until a year ago, but that was nothing comp
Once I was ready to go down I left my room and went straight to where dad was waiting for me but thanks to my bad luck for ended up meeting with Jain.She was standing outside my room making it clear she was waiting for me all this time. I found it quite funny for someone as egoistic like her yo wait for someone like me.I crossed my arms over the chest and cleared my throat, "What are you doing here?"It was clear she was fighting so hard to endure me. Taking a long breath she asked, "When are you going back?"A smiled formed on my lips, 'So this is why she's here.'I was amused by the looks on her face. My presence sure was no less than burden to her and by the looks of her relationship with my dad, it was clear something was off between them.My dad's behavior towards her was so dry like it was never before, "Looks like he's over you?"She was burning with rage and I smiled more. I liked seeing her struggling with the same fate as my mother. She should know how does it feel to lose
ELEVENA'S POV:As Damon's mother spoke the truth, my heart felt as though it had been wrenched from my chest. Looking at my father's face, I could see the pain etched in his features. His eyes were narrowed, and his jaw clenched so tightly that I thought he might break his teeth. Peter, who was laying on bed beside us, also looked devastated. It was clear that they both had felt betrayed. The silence that followed Damon's mother's words was palpable, as if the entire room had been sucked into a vacuum.As I watched them, I could sense the agony and despair etched on their faces. Their eyes were heavy with tears, their shoulders slumped under the weight of the truth that had just been revealed to them. I understood their pain all too well, for I had once been in their shoes, grappling with the shattering realization that everything I had ever known about my life was a fabrication.The journey of discovering the truth is never an easy one. It requires immense courage and strength to con
Damon gently took his mother's hand, his voice soft and soothing as he spoke, "Mom, please go home and take some rest. I promise to call you as soon as he wakes up." Damon's mother, Accalia, had been at the hospital for days, refusing to leave Peter's side. She was not the only one, as no one dared to leave before hearing good news.The room was filled with an air of anticipation, as the group anxiously waited for any news that would lift their spirits. However, luck was not on their side, and disappointment was etched on their faces as they received no positive update. Accalia, with her eyes swelling with tears, couldn't bear the wait any longer. She walked over to Damon and placed her hands on his shoulders, staring deep into his eyes. Her voice was trembling as she asked the question that was on everyone's mind, "It's been three long days, Damon. Why isn't he awake yet?"Damon stood in silence, his gaze fixated on the ground below. Despite his best efforts to remain hopeful, every
As Ramson drove his weapon forward, plunging it deep into Peter's flesh, the world around them seemed to go utterly silent. The sound of Peter's choked gasp caught in his throat, the sensation of the weapon tearing through his skin, the scent of iron-rich blood flooding the air, all of it faded away into a void of stillness.Ramson's eyes remained fixed on his victim's face, watching as the colour slowly drained from his cheeks and his eyes rolled back in agony. For a moment, the two men were frozen in time, locked in a gruesome dance of violence and death.And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, it was over. Ramson withdrew his weapon, and Peter collapsed to the ground, his body crumpling like a rag doll. The silence persisted, broken only by the soft thud of the body hitting the earth.Ramson stood over his fallen foe, breathing heavily, his weapon slick with blood. In the aftermath of the brutal act, he felt a strange sense of emptiness, as though the silence that had descended
Finally, the day had arrived that everyone had been keeping their fingers crossed for. Some people were looking forward to today as a happy occasion, while others were dreading the day that Damon would officially become Alpha.Up until today, Damon has fought for everything that has stood in his way. However, today he came to the realization that it is impossible to fight all of your adversaries, no matter how hard you try to eliminate them all. When you eliminate one foe, two more appear in its place.It is impossible to fill your entire life with nothing but joy because it is only possible that you will experience both happy and sad moments throughout your lifetime.Damon's ideal way to spend the day was laughing and joking with his friends and family. He couldn't think of anything else in his life that he desired more than becoming a respected Alpha, and today was the day that dream was coming true.While he was looking at himself in the mirror, his father helped him put on his coa
When Damon came into the restroom, I was trying on the dress that I was going to wear to his birthday party. I was surprised because I hadn't expected him to come in. However, the moment he touched me, heat rose throughout my body, and I began anticipating more.My favorite thing about him has always been his touch, and this is especially true now that I know what kind of person he is. I enjoyed it when he touched me, but at the same time, I wanted him to stop doing it. If I moaned loudly, the woman who was sleeping outside would hear me, and that would be enough to put me in an embarrassing and awkward situation by itself.I cautioned him to stop, but he ignored my words and continued to tease me in spite of it. To say that I wanted him to do more than it wouldn’t be wrong, but at the same time, I wanted to get my own back on him, because it was unfair. Since it was always him making fun of me, I decided that I would do the same thing today.I told him, "Damon, if you don't stop, the
What exactly does this mean? I was confused, but before I could ask her, she continued, "He will do them favor whenever they ask him, but only one." I was unable to comprehend what she was saying. Whatever it is that they instruct him to do, he is obligated to carry it out, “A few days ago, the Alpha of the Moon pack gave him orders to kill his adversary, and while he was carrying out those orders, he suffered serious injuries. He suffered too much blood loss and lost consciousness, but as soon as he regained consciousness, he went straight to offer the same deal to other clans. They are entitled to one wish from him. Although he dislikes it, he does not have any other options. He had the support of a great number of clans, but others were against him. Because the majority of people supported him, he was able to successfully ascend to the throne. My fists were clenched as I asked, "Did he do this for me or for the power?" Accalia placed her hand on my arm and spoke to me while sayi
It was a fact that he had hatred for you, but his feelings toward Patricia ran much deeper than that. She never missed an opportunity to steal anything that was valuable to him. When he was a young boy, his father gave him a dog as a gift. Because it was the only present his father ever gave him, he cherished the dog more than anything else in the world, but Patricia begged her father to kill him because she couldn't stand the sight of him showing such affection for an animal.She desired to have him exclusively for herself. From the time she was a child until the present, Damon has been like a treasure that she has always wanted to obtain. After seeing her true form, Damon quickly developed a deep-seated hatred for her.Although there was a time when I believed that she did this because she loves him, I now realize that my assumption was incorrect. She sees him as nothing more than a trophy to add to her collection. But ever since you've been a part of his life, her fixation on him h
I had finally made it home, but when I got there, I thought that once I told Noah the truth, I would feel much better. However, it was nothing like I had imagined it would be. I was experiencing a level of exhaustion that was even greater than before. I had every intention of lying down on my bed and closing my eyes, but as soon as I set foot inside the mansion, my mouth went completely wide open. Today was the first time I've ever seen so many people inside the house at the same time, and it was very busy. They were rushing around to get their work done in various locations. I had my attention focused on the scene in front of me when I heard a voice behind me. When I turned around, I heard, "Elevena, where have you been the entire day? Do you realize there are a lot of things that need to be done before the ceremony? The fashion designer has been waiting in your room for hours, so you should probably go try on your dress and see if it fits well.” No God, not again! Trying something
Today was the day that Noah would finally learn the truth about his mother and father. I knew going in that it wouldn't be an easy task, but I was determined to come back having accomplished what I set out to do. I took him to a place where there was no one else around but the two of us and explained to him that his parents had been destined to die and that no one was to blame for their passing. He laughed at me and said that I was the same as everyone else because I had taken Damon's side in the argument. This sort of behavior was to be expected, and I can't say that I blame him for saying it. He caused his own injury by failing to control his anger, and as I was tending to his wound, I told him, "Harris's mother did not pass away because of Damon's actions; rather, she passed away as a result of your parents' actions." He tried to ignore what I had to say, but I persisted in reminding him that "he blamed Damon for years when you knew there was something none of them knew but you st