Damien’s POVI had to forcefully bring Serafine here. I can’t let her torture herself like that in her room. I heard her cry out while I was outside her door. I had to knock and get her here.Even if she doesn’t want me to touch her, my presence could give her some solace.I locked my door and as I held her bum to drop her down, she moaned out softly, I gritted my teeth as my cock throbbed in my pants.I took a deep breath and dropped her to her feet slowly. Her feet were shaking. She nearly fell, “Hey, be careful,” I said as my hand unconsciously slid up her waist, as I tried to hold her still.“Thanks,” she said as she tried to avoid my gaze, I let go of her waist, “Maybe a warm bath could help?” I suggested.She nodded her head, and then I helped her to my king-sized bed, “I’ll go prepare the bath,” I said and rushed into the bathroom.That was an excuse to get away from her as far as possible before I lost my mind.I closed the door and pressed my back against the door, my breathi
Damien’s POV I reached her face and slowly brushed back the hair on her face, careful enough not to wake her… it would scare her, and she would think I am a pervert, that wants to fuck her while she is asleep.That’s who you are. A soft voice said in my head, but I shook it off and focused on Serafine. Her pretty face. Rosy lips. Slender neck. Perky boobs. Hella suckable nipples.Damn, I just got in my pants. I groaned as I rolled over and faced her. She slept soundly while a war was tearing my insides. I closed my eyes as her warm breath fanned my face.“Luna,” I called softly, and she blinked open her eyes, her eyes went wide in shock as she jerked and sat up on the bed, moving away from me. “Wh… what are you doing,” she stuttered.I sat up beside her and placed a pillow on my legs as I hid my bulge, “The water is getting cold.”I said, and her still wide eyes darted to the bathroom. She got up and was about to go in when I asked, “Do you need my help?”She shook her head, and bef
Damien's POV I stood still as I shook my head at my eighteen-year-old self standing in front of Maya with my eyes low.Maya was older than I am, she is in her late twenties.“Hi,” Maya said as she took my hand. I felt my hand burn under her touch.“Hi,” I said back as I lifted my gaze and met with her eyes, and that was a mistake.I raised my brows as her smile and beautiful eyes tickled my fancy.We locked eyes until my cold demeanor broke, and I smiled back at her.“Sit with me,” she said as she tapped the space beside her on the bench. I stared at it for a couple of minutes, hesitating.But with one more look at her innocent cute smile, I sat on the bench. She shifted her hip until we were just an inch apart.“Your smile is beautiful,” I managed to say as we kept eye contact.“Thanks,” She said and crossed her legs as she bent her knee towards my thighs. I gulped as my eyes lingered on her thigh exposed from her short red dress.“You are handsome, Damien… I have been looking to dr
Damien’s POVI stared at Miss Maya as she climbed down and went on her knees in front of me. I raised my brow as I wondered what she wanted to do next.She locked her eyes with me as she grabbed my long, thick c0ck with both hands. My toes curled in my shoes as she liked the cap like an ice cream, “You are sweet,” she moaned as she took it whole in her mouth.“Oh…” I said as the pleasure from the warmth of her mouth almost knocked me out, I tried to shift away as I pushed her off, but the next moment, I held her head and lifted my hips as I humped her.“Ahh… fuck, Maya don’t stop,” I said as I widened my legs and kept going. I could feel the back of her throat hitting against the cap of my p3nis.I threw my head back and increased the pace, “Fuck… I want to… Maya, something wants to… Ahh… hmmm… I think…” I stuttered as I could feel the build-up about to come out like I was going to pee, but it felt so good.I looked down at her and noticed tears lining her cheek, as I held her and fuc
Serafine’s POV I pushed the bathroom door open slowly as I peeked out to see if Damien was watching me. I furrowed my brows and came out when I couldn’t find him anywhere. I noticed the clothes he placed on the bed for me, and, I rolled my eyes.Why did he choose these clothes for me? Does he know if I want this or something else? I wondered as I brushed past the bed and walked up to his wardrobe.I flung the cabinet open as rage boiled in my veins. I roughly shuffled through his wardrobe, “First he took me back to this house where I had run away from… then he took me to his room against my wish and now he wants to show me what to wear.I clicked my tongue as I shook my head, “How is he two-faced? One minute he is sweet, and the very next he is so cold and wants to control everything.”I turned and saw his portrait on the wall, he wore a sleeveless golden robe and sat on the alpha throne, he had a smile on, I paused as I stared at his portrait.He looked collected and happy, but it f
Serafine’s POVMy gaze darted back to the door. Moon goddess, please stall him behind somehow… I need to get to the root of this, I prayed as I jumped down from the bed and opened up the shelves.“Shit,” I grunted. It was all empty.“Dead end, huh?” I sighed as I resigned back to bed. I stumbled on the rug and almost fell, but I held the side table for balance and mistakenly tilted the lamp over. It fell on the floor and broke.“Yeah right… one turmoil after the other,” I bent down and started picking up the broken lamp when I noticed that I had shifted the rug with my foot while I stumbled, and I could see a blue-colored something under the rug.“What is this?” I wondered out loud as I turned the rug over.I noticed a four-inch square blue tile that was out of place. It did not match with the other brown tiles.One more look at the door as I quickly tried to check out the foreign tile. I applied pressure on the left side, it made an unlocking sound and pushed up.I opened it and what
Damien’s POV I carried the tray of food and water in one hand as I twisted the key in the keyhole, I turned and pushed the door with my shoulder and I entered my room. I dropped the food on the table and turned around, Serafine was squatting beside my bed as she was picking up something. I walked up to her, “Serafine,” I called and she stood up to her feet slowly. Why does she look so pale and shaky? “Baby, are you okay?” I asked her. She looked down, and I followed her eye movement and I crossed my brows in shock, “What!” I squatted down immediately as I held her leg that was hurt, “How did you hurt yourself?” I asked her and I looked to the side and I saw my glass lamp was broken on the floor. “Shit…” The glass seemed to have given her a cut. “Come, I’ll treat your wound,” I looked down and noticed shards of glass were all over the floor. I scooped her into my arms. I couldn’t let her get hurt anymore. She placed her arms around my neck and kept staring at my face without sayin
Serafine POVI don’t know where I got the courage to yell at Damien or slap him, but right now as he was advancing towards me, his eyes red, his fangs and claws out, with shoulders shifting with so much elegance and grit like a tiger approaching it’s wounded prey, I lost every single one of the courage.“Damien,” I called out softly as I backed away slowly.I felt a worried Pearl pressing out of my skin, “Let me in, Sera… I could help you… shift, else he could hurt you.” “Damien will not hurt me… I trust him,” I said as I licked my lips trying to put on a bold face.“Sera, this is not the time to argue… that is not Damien… let me help you fight him off, Sera.”I shook my head and I kept mute. I balled my fist and refused Pearl access to control me… I didn’t want to shift… I didn’t want to fight Damien.“Damien…” I called out again, and I flinched as I felt my back touch the wall.I noticed Damien’s eyes were on my naked body, he was staring at my b0obs, and he licked his lips.“I hav
"We are left alone again, imprisoned by this impossible choice and its weight presses upon me now more than ever."Days run together in a haze of dark depression. The chill, wet air rises up from the dungeon, filling our bones, and constantly reminds us that we are imprisoned. Every moment seems like a fight to cling on to that little hope. But despite all, I find myself awaiting Abigail's visits with a mind set to expect little or no warmth, yet still hoping something may penetrate that wall she has thrown up around herself.The next time she comes, she lingers by the door longer than she usually does, hesitates a second before stepping into the dim light. I see it in her eyes now, something flickering inside that wasn't there before. Is it a doubt? Or regret? I cannot tell, but enough to make my heart beat just a little bit faster.She sets the tray down in front of me, her eyes not even flicking in my direction before she turns to leave, but I just can't let her go. "Abigail,
"As much as I try to keep hope alive, I couldn't help this nagging feeling that Lucian's grip on Abigail was increasing. and the time for all of us was running out."The air was thick in this dungeon like the walls were closing in on us. Days will pass in tense silence, our minds focused on nothing else but the ritual that closes in with each passing heartbeat. We know we can't wait any longer. The more time we spend here, the more powerful Lucian will become over Abigail, over our combined destinies. And the more his power grows, the smaller our window becomes.We sit in the darkness, tired, and on our shoulders weighs the heavy mantle of our tiredness. No one needs to say it, but it's there, hanging in the air amongst us, like a ghost not invited.Susan breaks the silence. Her voice is soft but firm as she turns to each one of us. "We have to accept that man's offer," she states. "There's nothing else we can do.And then the words came like a kick to the stomach, and a moment pa
"I don't know. I really don't know."The words just seem to hang in the air, heavy with weight, almost choking. It is as if the dark dungeon walls are closing in on me as my mind finalizes the weight of our situation. The others are staring at me, their eyes drilling into me for some sort of answer, a decision that would somehow change everything. Only I don't have one. The very thought of agreeing to the terms of that man makes my skin crawl, and yet… the desperation in our situation is simply not to be denied."No," I whisper, shaking my head. "We can't… I can't do this.The triplets exchange a glance, their faces filled with a mixture of pain and uncertainty. Damien steps forward, frustration and sorrow etched on his face. "Serafine, we gotta think this through," he says in a low, urgent tone. "I hate the thought of it as much as you do, but what choice do we have?I glare at him, narrowing my eyes. "There must be some other way," I answer, though my voice carries no convictio
"Am I really on the right side?" The sound of Abigail's question echoes through her head The creaky door to the dungeon drags me back into the reality before me.I look up, expecting to see Abigail or another of Lucian's followers come inside to mock us some more. Instead, it is him, the man who has been to see us before the one that proposed such a crazy deal. He steps inside, into the poor light and as I have come to expect, a dark silhouette greets me with a curled smile that truly chills.Well, well," he says, his voice dripping with mockery. "It would appear that you still have not made a decision. I gotta say, for one so hesitant, it's quite disappointing." He moved closer, his eyes glowing with amusement and annoyance. "I am a busy man, and I don't like waiting around."We got nothing to say to you," Damien growls from the corner, his voice weak but defiant. "Go back to wherever you came from."The man chuckles, shaking his head. "You're in no position to make demands, w
This dungeon is cold,the walls heavy with the weight of despair. Every day is no different: I pace down the narrow corridor, carrying trays of food to my family,if they still are, that is. Chains rattle around me, their metallic clicking no louder than the guilt whispering in my ear. I force myself to remain calm, my expression cold, detached. I have nothing else for them to see. If I do, it all will fall apart.I set a tray down in front of my mother, and she reaches out, catching my wrist. Her touch is soft in every movement. "Abigail," she murmurs, her voice hoarse. "Please, you don't have to do this. You are stronger than what Lucian's influence has done. Come back to us.I pull my hand away, the gesture sharp, deliberate. "It's too late" I say, keeping my tone as flat as possible. "I've made my choice.But even as I say it, an ache burns hollow in my gut. I glance around at Serafine, the triplets, Amara, Susan,all of them shackled, weakened. They have been reduced to mere
"The last thing I see before they shove us into the darkness of the dungeon is Abigail's silhouette, bathed in the pale light of the moon."It was ironic that it would be a heavy iron door slamming shut behind us, right in the heart of cold, damp walls of a dungeon that seemed to swallow every echo of such shutting. Darkness seemed to choke, weighing in from every side, the weight of our failure pressing down on us literally. The air was thick with mold and damp earth, while faint tricklings of water somewhere only made it hang in the air even more heavily.I tug at the chains spellbound onto my wrists; with a tingling of magic, the metal seems to have sucked the strength out of me. I try and try but I cannot raise even a spark, much less the smallest manifestation of power. It would appear that my magic has been snuffed out, and the hollowness that does feel to leave me so-never before-has rendered me vulnerable.We need to get out," Daniel says in a hoarse voice from the fight.
"The battlefield erupts once more, but this time the threat comes from within. Abigail's power surges forth, and everything I thought I knew about this war shifts in an instant."I stand in shock as Abigail steps forward, her magic alight like an inferno. I can feel it-a raw, dangerous energy that I have never felt before. It's the kind of power that makes you feel the weight of air, makes it hard to breathe, one that rattles you down to your bones. And it's coming from my granddaughter.Abigail !" Serafine's voice breaks as she screams her name, trying to reach the little girl lost behind this veil of darkness and fury. "Please, listen to me! This isn't who you are!But Abigail doesn't heed my warnings. Her face is distant, her eyes aglow with that unnatural brilliance and the air between us grows thick with every passing second. Lucian is standing just behind her, the satisfaction twisted within his face, as if he revels in the view of his masterpiece unfolding.Damien then appe
The moment Abigail stepped forward, a dark storm of magic swirling around her, my heart sank. She was different, no more the little girl that I had seen growing up. Now she was strong and terrifying, an aura cloaked in shadows. The density of her energy was everywhere on the battlefield, and it was hard to breathe."Abigail!" I screamed, my desperation clawing at my throat. "You don't have to do this! Remember who you are!"But my words fell on deaf ears. Lucian stood behind her, an irritating smirk stretched across his face; he was enjoying some sort of grand performance. "You see how easy it is to manipulate a child?" he said, his voice slick as oil. "Abigail is the key to my plans, and nothing can stop us with her by our side!The pack was in disarray. Fear and confusion spread like wildfire, and I could see Serafine and David trying to break through to her, pleading that she remember love for her family. But Abigail's face remained cold, really implacable, her power crackli
Damien’s POVI gritted my teeth as I saw Tina tighten her grip around Daniel’s waist... She even buried her face in his crotch.I looked up and noticed Daniel’s face had become red, and he stared down at her naked body as he froze.Is she trying to seduce him too?Daniel has a striking resemblance with me, except for his dusty brown hair and less muscular physique. I wouldn’t be surprised if she had an eye for him too.I stepped forward and pushed her away from him. She gasped as she hit her back on the wall, her perky boobs bouncing with every move she took.I picked up the robe I had offered her from the floor, “I told you to stay away from my brother!” I tossed the robe at her, “Put that on!”“Put that on already, Tina… before I lose my mind,” Daniel said as he turned away from her.Tina picked up the robe and got up to her feet, she turned and started to wear the robe slowly.I almost laughed, “Don’t tell me you are shy Tina, wear that robe quickly, or else I’ll drag you out of m