(Damon/Leo)’s POVIt was still dark when I opened my eyes again, surprisingly. I expected morning to have already come when I awoke again.The moon casted its rays on a woman with curly long hair that fell to her waist graciously, pale skin filled with pink bruises that increased as it proceeded to the two fresh canine bite just below her neck.It was too beautiful to resist.My knuckles grazed her back, following her spine, then to her neck, before her face.When she caressed my fingers even with her eyes closed, I took the initiative, going closer, just until our warm bodies touched. When a satisfied sigh left her mouth, her eyes fluttered and I moved my hand lower, reaching for her chest.She gave a tired moan, her mouth parting open.I kissed her ear, then the open space of her neck, licking softly my mark on her shoulder.I wasn’t going to go too far, I was certain she was tired after staying up for most of the night. I just missed having her warmth between my hands.“Damon,” But
Ariana’s POVI missed classes for three days.It came as a surprise to everyone because there was never a class that I had missed since I became a teacher yet not only did I miss a class, I didn’t teach for three whole days.The only one who seemed not to bother was the reason I didn’t attend my classes in the first place.Later that afternoon, I arranged to meet Bach and Sigil at the local bar.When I arrived, they were already seated, talking. I smiled, seeing the closeness between the both of us.When I met Sigil, I could tell he wasn’t well acquainted with people and that relationships in this academy was a hurdle for him. Relief washed over me.I approached them, having a seat. They both watched me tentatively, giving me a look.“Wherever you disappeared to for three days must’ve been gold. You’re shining so much you’re literally blinding my eye.” Bach spoke, covering his eyes.“Shouldn’t you both be happy that I’m back?”“We would if we knew where you were.” Bach said, staring d
Ariana’s POVEver since that day, my mornings usually began with Damon right beside me, trying to rope me into one of his many shenanigans even though he had already done one too many the night before.Also, I was always late for my classes now.If you saw me in school, especially in the mornings I was always on my feet, running to make it in time for my own class which never happened before.After or and during class, Fenrir would usually come looking for me and we would meet up with Bach and Sigil, or waited for them if they had classes.Sometimes, Damon accompanied me and luckily Fenrir learnt how to keep his mouth shut even though they always found a way to bicker… constantly.At first, I was tensed up whenever it would start, now it felt like a usual routine in our conversation.The kidnappings had reduced… drastically and in such short amount of time.It was meant to be a moment of relaxation and happiness but something bothered me about it and I could tell we all felt it too.I
(Damon/Leo)’s POVI sat on my desk, my mind preoccupied with thoughts of her.I thought of her eyes and how they looked in the sunlight. The thought was relaxing. The simple life I experienced with her was completely etched in my soul and I wanted it to last a lifetime.A knock came on the door before it gently opened and Ariana timidly walked in. My face instantly brightened.On meeting my eyes, she gave me a smile that seemed exhausted.“Are you alright?” I asked, standing up to walk to where she stood. Once I got close enough, she gently rested her head on my chest. “C’mon, talk to me.”“It’s Bach.”“What happened?”“He’s not responding—physically. He said a storm was coming and mentioned something about ghosts wanting to take revenge. I couldn’t reach out to him, he seemed… lost.”That wasn’t a good sign, “He has to learn how to shut it off before he loses his mind—permanently.”“What?”“People who possess telekinetic powers are still very much people and there’s a limit to what t
Ariana’s POVThat night, when Damon returned, I’d never seen him like that before.I waited for him, like I always did.There were visible signs of exhaustion in his eyes, something mental that he tried to cage away from me. But now something has caused it to be set lose and he didn’t know what to do with it anymore.I wondered if these things happening and recurring within the same length—if they were perfectly orchestrated. If my thoughts were said to be correct then there was something bigger waiting for all of us to unfold, for it to implode right in our faces.He said nothing, holding me in his arms, taking me to bed.When Damon struggled he kept mute for most of the time but he didn’t ignore he. He would most times just hold me, tighter than usual and said nothing.I wondered if there was a hidden tape on his lips that hindered him from expressing himself.Most times, it seemed like it.“Damon,” I called.He answered weakly. “Mm.”“Do you think I’ll be a good mother—just as mine
Ariana’s POVI ran.Fenrir was laying on the ground blood on the floor and on his entire body.With a shaky breath I approached him.He was awake but I could tell he was fighting to stay awake, at least until help came.With a quick inspection, I could already pinpoint out two major broken bones.He chuckled, “I won’t be able to use those arms for a while.”“For someone in pain, you’re quite chatty.”“How couldn’t I be? You look you’re about to break down.” I was.“I-I’m fine.”“Your boyfriend did this by the way.”“This is not the time for jokes, okay?” I shook my head, “Tell me what happened.”“He found us. I was with Bach and then he just appeared and decided we would be his punching bag for the day. Although he came for Bach especially before I intervened and nearly lost my life as you can clearly see.”I took in a deep breath inspecting the area. It was empty except for the four of us that inhabited the area.I turned to Bach, “Was he the one who gave you the bruise on your neck?
Ariana's POV"Are you trying to piss me off, Ariana? It's the third time already!"When I was wiping my bloody double-edged sword, my father was roaring at me, with something unreadable in his eyes."Calm down, your majesty." I said with a smirk playing on my lips, "If they can't beat me down, how are they worthy of marrying me?"For the happiness of my rest life, my father hosted Werewolf Power Contest: whoever could defeat me, the only princess of Warwick, whoever could be my husband.Unfortunately, none of them."Why are you always trying to win? You know you will not find a mate if you keep this up!" He was seething, spittle flying from his mouth as he spoke."And whose fault is that?!" I yelled back, eyes narrowing. "Whose fault is it that only the weakest Alphas appear at the contest? My father is the strongest Alpha of all continents after all!""Tone, Ariana, you're speaking to your father!" Mother chimed in. Her arms were folded and she stepped out of Father's shadows. "Arian
Ariana’s POVI resisted the urge to hiss at the arrogance in his tone.“I’ve heard of it before,” I snapped. “You are famous for mining ore.”“I see you’re well informed,” he let out a crooked smile. His black hair was fixed backwards, contrasting with his skin that looked like he’d never fought a battle before. “Harmonia’s ore is famous in all the kingdoms, but your beauty is so outstanding that I could hire the greatest goldsmith and give him the best ore to make an ornament for your head.”This man was so tacky! I held back a sigh. And for some reason, my father found him amusing.“That’s a way to put it, Damon,” Father laughed, taking a sip of his wine. “Ariana, would you show this handsome merchant around the palace? You too could get to know each other.”It was the second time Father was calling him ‘handsome’ and it didn’t sit well with me. I didn’t understand what was so mesmerizing about Damon. He was just like every other alpha I beat today, except that he wasn’t even one. M