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Chapter Seventeen _I liked Damien
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Damien.It was always one step forward with Elliot and two steps backwards.Ahhhhhh.The town was coming to life when I walked into it, the first days of sunlight chasing away the lingering darkness of the town.This wasn't my first time here.I hadn't liked the other times I came, but I needed to put as much distance as I could between myself and the cabin.... Elliot."I would never like someone like you. Not in a million years."I scoffed, kicking a stray can down the street."Stupid," I muttered to myself. "You're an idiot, Damien.""Are we really going to walk away?" My wolf’s voice crept into my thoughts, discontented and raw.The damn creature was always so loud, always so sure he knew what he wanted. He hadn't stopped growling since I'd stepped out, moving in my mind like some trapped beast."This is your fault," I snapped at him. "You're the one who made me come back, thinking someone like him could ever care about us."I felt my wolf snarling, fighting me, like he wanted to t
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Elliot.Damien didn't come back till nighttime.The door creaked open in my quiet cabin, and I knew immediately who it was.I didn't need to look up from my laptop screen to feel the tug towards him, to feel him filling the space. I heard him stop in the doorway, and I felt his eyes on me, watching in that way he did, as though he could see past everything I was trying to hide. I kept typing, ignoring the pounding of my heart, and the tug pulling me to look his way.“What?” I muttered, my fingers hovering over the keys.Damien cleared his throat, and I could feel his hesitation, which only made me angrier. “You left pretty quickly back there,” he said finally.I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "It was only appropriate. You were... occupied."Even without looking back I could tell his jaw was clenched. "She was just an acquaintance."“Sure,” I replied, feigning indifference as I closed my laptop and stood up, unable to stay seated any longer. “None of my business anyway. You don’t have to
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Elliot.The world could have collapsed around us, and I wouldn't have noticed.That was how immersed in Damien I was.His lips were warm and unrelenting against mine, his hands tangled in my hair as if he were attaching himself permanently to me, refusing to let go.My body reacted the very same way, pressing against him, craving the heat of his touch and letting go.I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt this... alive, like every nerve in my body was suddenly switched on, responding only to him.For the first time in a long time, I felt free.From overthinking, from fear, from the questions that seemed to eat at me.Right now, all I wanted was him.And he wanted me."Damien..." I murmured, whispered as his mouth left a burning trail down my neck. My fingers tugged at his hair, pulling him closer, because I needed to feel every inch of him against me.He was something solid I could hold onto.Could he even know how much this meant to me?"Don't stop."A low chuckle escaped his lip
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Elliot.It took me three days to finally decide to get a breath of fresh air.We slipped out of the cabin just as the sky was beginning to blend into dusk. Despite the way my legs felt like jelly after spending most of my time in bed, I needed answers.So we wandered along the streets of the town, taking in the warmth of the normally quiet town that looked like something out of a post card.Peaceful now.I had barely appreciated the days like this until a few weeks back."Alright," I started, breaking the silence. "I have to ask... this whole mate thing. What does it really mean? It's a bond, yes, but is it like... unavoidable? Bound to all werewolves. How does a human even get a werewolf mate?"Damien glanced over, amusement flickering in his eye as he slid his hands into his pockets."It's a bit more complicated than that." He looked straight ahead, his expression softening as if he was about to share a deep secret. "For us, the mate bond is sacred. It's more than just attraction or
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Damien.Most times, I just didn't like other people.But by the time we got to the cabin, the nagging feeling in my got only fit worse. There was something off about Luciana, something that made my skin crawl.Perhaps I could have written it off as paranoia due to the fact that she would be entering the woods or even jealousy at first.I couldn't get the way she looked at Elliot out of my mind..."There's something... wrong about the lady who was with Frank."Elliot opened the door, but I stopped him, holding his arm for a moment. "Don't trust her."He raised an eyebrow, half amused, half exasperated. "She's just here to help, Damien. There wouldn't be anything for her to do so don't sound like you're reading from a horror novel.""I don't like her." I muttered, letting him step inside. I glanced around one last time before following him in, feeling a chill I couldn't shake.We'd barely settled back in when I heard a faint shuffling outside. An animal?I froze at my place close to th
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Elliot.A guttural snarl tore through the air, echoing in my ears, deep and predatory.I was running... not with my feet but with my whole body. Hunting. I was hunting.Hungry.My insides fought like someone had poured acid on it. So painful.My feet... no, those were definitely paws clawed at the earth, muscles burning as I pursued something just ahead.A wild, desperate thrill pulsed through my veins, and every instinct in me screamed to catch, to claim, to conquer.Die. Eat. Rabbit.I woke with a jolt, the sensation of claws retracting from my hands. My heart was pounding so hard I was scared it would fly out of my chest, with my breathing shallow. This was the second time.The first time was a fluke. I hadn't expected it, but two nights of this nightmare where I wasn't myself, but... some animal running after something in the woods wasn't a coincidence.And every time, it left me feeling as though I was splitting into two. Damien had gone for a run in the woods, desperate to let
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Elliot.I sank into the booth at the back of the coffee shop, my fingers fidgeting around my cup of coffee.Damien not coming after me had felt nice at first, not so great afterwards.I missed the guy. Even when we weren't kissing, he was a great guy to have around. He would have answered my questions without judgement if I had been strong enough to ask them.Frank's book lay open before me, the pages yellowed and worn, and each line felt like it was tugging me deeper into an impossible reality.I had taken the seat at the end of the coffee shop, far away from everyone else, though with how quiet the coffee shop was at this hour, I had doubts anyone would bother me.I read slowly, savouring every word, hoping it would make things clearer.It didn't.If anything, it only made me more confused."Mates often experience shared subconscious moments, especially in dreams. The more time they spent together, the stronger these connections become."The dreams.That was definitely about those
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Elliot.The first thing I became aware of was pain.Not the sharp, searing kind I was used to from cuts or wounds to my person, but a dull bone deep ache that throbbed with every breath. It was like I was torn apart and stitched back together with a blunt needle and thread.Fucking hell.The second thing was warmth. A steady, grounding presence wrapped around me, holding me tightly but gently, like the world might shatter if it let go."Elliot," a voice murmured. It was low and raw with worry. "Come on, baby. Open your eyes. Please." Damien. That was Damien.He had come into the room the moment I woke up before everything went hazy.I tried to focus, to fight against the cloud covering my mind. My eyelids felt heavy, like they'd been glued shut, but with effort, I managed to pry them open. The faint glow of the room greeted me... okay, I was still in the same room, just with a muted light that still felt sharp against my pounding head."Damien?" My voice cracked, barely more than
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Damien."Would using the crystal help neutralize the effect of whatever happened to him?"Celeste’s sharp intake of breath brought me back to the moment. Her hands froze mid-motion, a jar of dried lavender she held slipping from her grasp and shattering against the counter. The sharp scent filled the room instantly, but her wild eyes were locked on mine.The same crystal I had been against using a day ago."You can't be serious." Her voice was barely a whisper, like saying it too loudly might summon something worse.“I am,” I said, my tone firm. “Answer the question.”Her hesitation spoke volumes. The crystal was powerful. It held enough properties to kill a town filled with humans. It would have been enough to dispel a storm killing supernaturals. It wasn't a power used lightly. "You don't fully understand the power from the crystal, Damien," Celeste said with a trembling voice. "It's not meant for this kind of magic. If anything goes wrong...""Things are already wrong!" I barked
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Damien.I laid still, Elliot’s warm body pressing against mine in the faint light of the room we shared now.The weight of his arm across my chest was grounding, a reminder of the bond we shared despite the chaos that had unfolded. His fur–covered arm, the claws that had replaced his human nails, and the faint twitch of werewolf instincts betrayed the very thing Elliot had fought against for so long.Monster."You're a monster, Damien."And now, he was one too.How messed up was that?I tilted my head to look at Elliot's face, now softened in slumber. The fur stretched up to his jawline, the transformation incomplete yet painfully evident.The sharp claws occasionally flexed even in sleep, as though his body still wasn't sure if it belonged to a man or beast.But all that didn't matter to me.Whether Elliot... my saviour was human, wolf, or something in between, he was still mine. What ate at me wasn't the fur or claws but the ache in his eyes, the weight of my mate's unspoken fears.
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Damien.I heard the front door click shut as Ethan and Celeste ran away like their ass was on fire.Celeste’s probably was.She was lucky Elliot stopped me the moment he did because I would have choked her to death. For even attempting to put me to sleep so she could go along with her twisted plan to use my mate...Even after everything I told her.Selfish bitch. The good thing was that he stood before me now, a shadow of the man I knew, his body covered in fur, his claws flexing at his sides. Yet, all I could see was him.The strength in his stance, the fire in his eyes that refused to be snuffed out. He was beautiful. Even now.Especially now.He looked up at me, his expression a mix of uncertainty and shame. “Damien, I...” "Shh," I murmured, stepping closer. My hands found their way to his face, cupping it gently. His fur was softer than I expected, warm beneath my touch. "You're beautiful, Elliot. Always."He let out a shaky breath, his eyes searching mine. “I’m not. Look at me
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Elliot.The storm was gone, but the weight of everything wasn't.My body trembled, the remnants of the wolf’s power still coursing through me like an untamed fire. I could feel its presence coiled in the back of my mind, quieter now, but still there.Watching.Waiting.Celeste and Ryan stood at the cabin door, their expressions a mixture of relief and caution. I ignored them, unable to focus on anything but the lingering sensation of the wolf’s energy in my veins.My claws flexed involuntarily. My fur... God, my fur... was still damp from the rain, clinging to my body in an uncomfortable reminder that I wasn't human anymore.That Celeste had stopped the process of whatever was going on so I could stop a storm that was killing people, apparently.Ruined me."Elliot..." Celeste started. Hesitant.I raised a hand, silencing her. "Not now," I muttered. I didn't want her excuses or explanations.Not after what she had done.My movements were slow and deliberate when I turned and stepped ba
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Elliot."Wake Damien up then fix this, or I swear to whatever gods you worship... I'll rip your throat off with my bare hands."Celeste paled, her fingers tightening around the edges of her book as if it could shield her from the weight of my words. Ryan stepped between us again, trying his best to hide the fear from his face.Had something else changed? Apart from the fur and claws?"That's enough," he said, his voice edged with a warning. Like he could do anything to me. "This isn't helping anyone, Elliot."I barked out a bitter laugh, a sound that came out more like a guttural growl. "Not helping? You think this is me being unhelpful? What would you call turning someone into... whatever the hell this is?" I gestured at myself, my claws slicing through the air.Celeste's lips trembled. "I... I thought I could contain the spell. The wolf within you... it's ancient, Elliot. It's more powerful than anything I've ever encountered. It pushed back when I tried to control it. "Control it?
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Elliot.I floated in darkness, weightless and untethered.The world around me was silent now, save for the faint hum that seemed to pulse with my heartbeat. How long had I been in this state?Minutes, hours, days? Time didn't seem like it existed in this place. It was just me, the endless void, and the strange warmth that cradled me like a cocoon.“Elliot.” The voice was soft, feminine, and achingly familiar. It echoed in the distance, threading through the dark like a silver thread. “Elliot.” It was different this time. Louder, more insistent. My body stirred, a faint prickle of awareness rippling through me.Darkness had been all I saw after leaving Damien's past.“Wake up.” A jolt shot through me, the warmth vanishing as cold air slammed into my senses. I gasped, my lungs straining for breath, but my body didn't respond. I couldn't move, couldn't see, couldn't do anything but exist in this strange, dreamlike state.The scent hit me next... sharp and earthy, laced with somet
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Damien.Thinking about the past was a strange thing. The emotions. The scares. The scar.The storm outside roared even louder now, shaking the windows like they might shatter at any point. Lightning split the dark sky into jagged streaks of white, illuminating the tense expressions in the room. The air felt charged with electricity... a mix of fear, anger, and desperation.Not the kind that would make me change my mind, though. Ryan let out a sharp laugh, bitter and devoid of humour. "Another way? Do you think we'd be here, begging for your help, if there was another way? The storm is hungry, and every second you waste, more people... more of our people are dying."Ethan stepped between us again, his arms outstretched like a referee in a losing game. “Okay, everyone, calm down. Screaming at each other isn’t going to help anyone.”Ryan jabbed a finger toward me, his voice rising. "Do you understand what you did?"Before I could argue, the door burst open, and Celeste swept in, her fac
