[Trigger Warning: Blood, Gore scenes, Killing and use of vulgar words. If you're not into this, I'll advise you skip to the next chapter] Damien’s POV I would have fucked Serena hard if I stayed one more second in that room or watched her come at my touch. It wasn't supposed to fucking happen but I would do anything to see her submit to me, to see her vulnerable and exposed to me. The stash she threw away was replaceable but she was crossing boundaries already and I was getting deep into this shit with the other members especially after Zayn’s words. I wasn’t doing this for myself, If it were up to me, I wouldn’t waste a second entertaining this shitty protocol. No, I was doing this for the little stripper in the form of my mate. If I didn’t honor this invitation, my wedding scene would be painted in blood and that would terrify her. Not that I gave a damn about her feelings, but a panicked mate was a liability to an Alpha like me. She already wanted to flee, act tough and strong
Trigger Warning: Blood, Gore scenes, Killing and use of vulgar words. If you're not into this, I'll advise you skip to the next chapter] DAMIEN’S POV There were still more bodies to drop in this Fangs ritual but Vincent’s words wouldn’t leave my damn head. Your little stripper is getting curious, it made me uncomfortable that Serena might know the kind of bastard I am and it irritated the fuck out of me that I was getting affected when I shouldn't give a damn. That bastard Vincent was always poking, always watching and always digging into things that weren’t his business. I wasn’t a man with a conscience and never had been, my hands were drenched in so much blood that the stench had become a part of me and I fucking enjoyed it. The hunt, the thrill and the final moment when life slipped away beneath my hands. It was what I was made for but when it came to Serena? I didn’t want her running from me, no, Orion didn't want that. And it's not because I needed her or because I gav
DAMIEN’S POV Serena was running away from me!I could tell everything about her right now, her breath, her feet stumbling over tree roots, her thin form which barely formed a shadow in the thick trees. "Serena!" I roared again, my voice tearing through the woods like a damn gunshot. Fuck this, what's she doing here?She didn’t stop. Her scent was everywhere, suddenly drowning out the blood, the sweat and the filth of the ritual. My wolf clawed inside me and raged hard at her escape. She had seen too much already, Too fucking much. I thought she was a little nosy thing but just realised that she was a bullet and ran too fast but I was faster. I let her run for a little longer and let her think she had a chance or a tiny flicker of hope before I ripped it away. Her foot caught on a root and she fell hard with her hands scraping against the rough ground. A choked sound escaped her lips but before she could get up to resume her sprint, I was on her immediately. I grabbed her
"You wanted me to give you something much worse and you decided to follow me knowing you could be bent over and get fucked in this woods like a slut? Is that it princess, were you thinking of my cock so badly that all you had to do was defile my rules every damn time.”“Don't touch me Damien, I was only trying to know who I'll be staying with?”“No, I think you want to dance for me Serena, I mean you can always use these tree branches as one of your poles and shake that ass for me the same way you've been doing for others right?” The last word tasted like a bile at the depths of my throat and I hated how it affected me.“I just want to go home now, I shouldn't have come here. It was a mistake.” She breathes heavily and stares at the dark woods around.“Too late for that, didn't you see what happened to those who wanted to retreat?” Sweat licked her face like horror and she stumbled backwards.“You're…you , are you going to kill me?”“What do you think?” I cocked my head and walked clo
Serena's Pov "You broke protocol," the man continued and stared at me as if I was the nightmare of his dreams. "She’s a civilian and outsiders don’t leave once they’ve seen this place." My breath hitched in fear at that statement. Damien tilted his head in amusement and flickered his dark eyes. "And what exactly do you think you’re gonna do about it, huh?" The man smirked and shook his head, "It’s not me you should be worried about, Pakhan. It’s the Lords. They won't let her move and inch" A tense silence stretched between them and my heart pounded too loudly. What would he do? Will he let them kill me or take me away? Damien let out a sharp cold laugh. "You guys really think you can keep my mate from me?" Another man scoffed. "It’s not about keeping her from you Alpha, It’s about keeping you from making a stupid mistake." His eyes flicked to me in a disapproving manner. "An omega? Really? You think she’s fit to stand beside you?" Rage. Pure and unfiltered rage radiated of
[Warning: (+18 Contains sensual and vulgar words)]Serena's Pov Cont…Shayla trembled. "Dami—I—" "You sent my mate to a fucking bloodbath, Shayla!" he roared. "What kind of sick fucking game were you playing?!" Her breath hitched. "I—I didn’t! I swear! I just—" "Don’t fucking lie to me." His grip on her tightened as his voice dropped to something much more dangerous. "You gave her the black card, your father has it and that means you had access to it." Her lips trembled. "I didn’t! Maybe—maybe she stole it from my bag!" My jaw dropped as I stepped closer. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" I blurted out. "You lying, backstabbing bit—" "Enough." Damien’s voice cut through the air like a blade. He didn’t even spare Shayla another glance. Instead, he grabbed me in a way that I barely had time to react before I was being dragged up the stairs.He didn’t stop until w
DAMIEN’S POV Confusion wasn’t something I was used to because It didn’t fit me. It Didn’t belong in my world but standing there, staring at the little omega who had somehow managed to infiltrate a world she had no fucking business in, I found myself in an unfamiliar state of mind. I was always in control and always ten steps ahead. Always the one orchestrating the chaos, never the one caught in the middle of it. And yet, Serena had thrown herself straight into the fire, unknowingly burning away every ounce of logic I had. I should have been furious and I should have punished her the second I got my hands on her, throw her to the royal dungeon like the others who defiled me or grounded her for days, I should have dragged her back to the mansion, locked her away, and made sure she never had the chance to do something so fucking stupid again but instead of being consumed by my usual rage, I was consumed by something worse, Lust and the need to feel every inch of her like an obsess
Serena's Pov Damien was a sick bastard, A completely unhinged psychopath who did whatever the hell he wanted, whenever the hell he wanted and a blood-sucking demon wrapped in the body of a man who is so infuriatingly handsome and it was almost unfair. How had my life taken such a twisted turn? From being a worthless omega in my father’s house, barely acknowledged, to standing beside him—one of the most feared men in the vast Pack? It felt like a cruel joke, like I had somehow walked straight into the devil’s den, only to find that the devil had already made himself comfortable in my life. I wasn’t sure if I was actually living or just uncovering layers of darkness that had always been waiting for me, it was the kind that could destroy or end me. “Damien will never let anything happen to you.” My wolf’s voice echoed in my mind, and I got irritated at her absolute certainty. I shook off the thought because that was the problem. He wouldn’t let anything happen to me, but he was the
Serena’s POV Caleb was stupid. Beyond stupid. The sheer nerve of him to think he could talk to me, let alone try to convince me of anything. He was nothing but a nightmare I wanted to forget, a mistake I had buried deep in my past. Yet, here he was, showing up like a rotten ghost, ruining my night. I should have gone to sleep. I should have stayed locked away in my room and ignored the small, annoying worry clawing at my chest for Damien. He was late, but that wasn’t my problem. At least, it shouldn’t have been. But my stupid wolf had other ideas. Something in me itched with unease bringing a pull I didn’t want to acknowledge, but it dragged me outside anyway. I was wrapped in nothing but a thin nightie, I stepped out into the cool night air, my bare feet pressing against the stone pathway as I glanced toward the entrance but Damien was nowhere to be seen. I sighed, rubbing my arms, about to turn back—until the feeling of being watched sent a shiver racing down my spine.
Damien's Pov The Pack's meeting room was suffocating, filled with men who reeked of greed, power, and desperation. The Pakhans and Lords of the other Packs sat around the long, polished table, their eyes scrutinizing me, waiting for my response. They didn’t need to speak for me to know their thoughts. Serena was a problem. They didn’t accept her. They never would. She was an Omega. A blonde, feisty, untamed little firecracker who had no place in my world of blood and steel. The Lords sneered at her existence, claiming she had defiled the rules by stepping onto the ritual grounds without earning her place. To them, she wasn’t a player in the game—she was a fucking intruder. I leaned back in my chair, exhaling sharply as I stared at the ceiling, listening to their complaints like a bored king entertaining a council of old fools. “I don’t give a fuck,” I finally said, my voice cutting through the tense atmosphere like a blade. “This isn’t up for discussion.” One of the older
Serena's Pov I stared at Caleb with bewilderment.I thought I would never see him again, yet here he was, standing before me like some twisted joke from the universe. My heart slammed against my ribs and my entire body stiffen as if I had been thrown into a frozen lake. My last memory of him was the cruel smirk on his lips, the way he looked at me with disgust and superiority, as if I were nothing more than an insignificant dirt under his boots. "How the fuck is your hair blonde with the title of an Omega? Your sister could pass as a Luna, but you? I could only consider the thought of you being my fuck toy." The words echoed in my mind, slicing through my chest like a jagged blade. It made my fingers curl into fists at my sides and my nails dug into my palms as I forced my expression to remain neutral. But my body betrayed me, and before I could stop it, a single tear slid down my cheek, burning hot against my skin. Damien noticed and clenched his jaw , Of course, he did. He al
Serena's Pov “You're not killing Matteo.” I told him, trying to get up but his hands around me were like pillars. “It wasn't a suggestion, you're getting so distracted because of him and something needs to be done.” I was tired of arguing with him but I won't let him hurt Matteo, I shouldn't have been here but all thanks to my sisters who always have one way or the other to ruin my life. The moment he told me to dance, I thought I had the upper hand or I was the one with control, the one making him suffer, but I was so damn wrong. Because the longer I swayed my hips, the more I realized that I was the one begging for attention. He jerked his cock purposely and it rubbed my wet folds making me tremble with a little moan. No one was here but there's every little possibility that anyone could walk in and – “Stop thinking too much, no one would come in except if they're asking for a death wish.” “Stop reading my thoughts.. fuck Damien please.” I parted my lips instead as he worke
"I didn't say you should fucking stop, continue and touch everywhere and don't you even think of coming.” There was a sharp intake of breath and disagreement but she didn't argue. She twirled around the pole again, moving to the soft beat in the room and my hard palms ran over the lengthy veins of my cock, she watched me, not breaking her eyes off my cock and fuck, I pumped and Jerked. She knew what I wanted and came closer.Gods, right before my face she turned her ass to me and it jiggled. I growled low in my throat, reached forward, and yanked her against me but she slapped my hands away.“You don't get to touch me Damien, just watch and enjoy the show.”I opened my mouth to say something but she shook her head. “You wanted to punish me right, so let me play my part and don't fucking touch me Damien.”“You won't tell me the fuck to do Serena!” I grabbed her with a pull to sit on my laps, my knee caps parted her legs apart and my cock was just in between her pussy, it throbbed.“Yo
DAMIEN’S POV She stood there, trembling like a leaf in the wind while she removed the barriers covering her pretty skin, but I wasn’t fooled. Oh no, my little mate might be scared, but there was something else flickering behind those pretty brown eyes of hers and it was fucking excitement. The idea of stripping for me, of giving me a show, had her heart pounding in both fear and something she wasn’t ready to admit. And she better fucking do it. Because if she didn’t, I was going to invite my demons and let them take turns in breaking that sick bastard who thought he could touch what belonged to me. I watched her every move, every little twitch of those soft, full lips as she processed what was happening. She thought I wasn’t watching when she left her father’s house, but I was. Every damn second especially from the moment she stepped out and even before my men called to inform me, I had my eyes on her. The screens in my office, the phone in my palm during that boring-as-hell meet
SERENA’S POV The whole damn club went still. One second, I was standing there with my chest heaving, my body was locked in place from the sheer weight of Damien’s presence. Next, he was in front of me. with his scent—dark, dangerous, and intoxicating—wrapped around me like chains enough to keep me trapped. His breath was heavy, like a bull ready to charge as he glared down at me with those eyes which were darker than the depths of hell and darker than the devil himself if he’d struck a deal with Medusa and had the power to turn people into stone with a single glare. "You just don’t listen, do you?" His voice was filled with something so venomous it made the hairs on my arms rise. "You don’t fucking listen, Serena." I swallowed hard. My throat felt dry and my tongue thick in my mouth. "I—" I started, but the words died in my throat when his expression shifted. His eyes flared, his nostrils flared, and his hands twitched like he was fighting the urge to snap my goddamn n
Serena's PovI was so scared, these men were dangerous and after what I saw in the woods the only thing screaming in my mind was how they were going to kill me and leave me to rot. My wolf howled and I realized something strange, the eagerness to beat them up like rats, the eagerness to yell at them to back off and especially the colour of my eyes at the rear car mirror was fucking green!That wasn't my eyes, no…it looked strange and somewhat good. When did I even learn to throw punches when all we've always done was cower and submit to any assault so we won't get into any trouble.“Let's leave here immediately, this is Damien's Club and that bastard might arrive here anytime soon, I'll show him that being an Alpha and a Pakhan Lord doesn't give him the right to disrespect us nor this little brat.” The man with the black mask spat and walked briskly to the car while I was dragged forward. Damien's Club?When did Lunar Lust turned to Damien's Club, I groaned and tried to mindlink Damie
Serena's Pov The air inside Lunar Lust was so thick that it almost choked me. It was not just with the scent of expensive cigars and top-shelf whiskey, but with something darker. Something vile and wild. The club had changed so much in the space of a few days while I got away. Gone was the old, seductive glamour, the carefully maintained illusion of elegance that once made it the most exclusive strip club in the city. Now, it was a den of excess drugs, of unchecked lust, and wild hormones to tame their desires. The walls that were once lined with crimson velvet, were now drenched in dim red and purple neon lights that cast shadows so deep they felt like they could swallow a person whole. Some were high as their movements were sluggish and exaggerated, while the others were more experienced, more calculated and moved with the kind of sharp grace that made men forget their own names. I hated it. I hated every second of being back in here as it reminded me of my past. The thu