Damien's Pov The room was dimly lit, the air thick with cigar smoke and the scent of expensive whiskey. I sat at the head of the long, mahogany table, my fingers gripping the edge so hard my knuckles turned white. My friends—Tyler, Ash, Diego, and Zayn, who's my Beta— sat around me, their eyes were sharp, waiting for me to speak. But I couldn’t. Not yet because my chest felt tight, my body drained of energy. It made me feel so weak. That damn word rang in my head like a curse. I was never weak. Never. But tonight, I could barely keep my hands from trembling. I knew why and I fucking hated it. Diego leaned back in his chair, swirling his glass of whiskey lazily. "So, let me get this straight. Your father is captured, your mate is missing. And you—" He pointed at me with an arrogant smirk. "—look like you’re about to pass out." Tyler chuckled, dragging out a cigar and lighting it slowly. "Never thought I’d see the great Damien looking like he’s been drained dry. What’s the matter
Damien's Pov The air outside was sharp with the scent of rain, thick clouds were begining to gather like a storm. It almost seemed like a war was coming and I was ready to burn everything in my path to get her back. The boys were already moving. Tyler loaded magazines into his rifle, the familiar sound of metal clicking against metal filling the space, Ash adjusted the blades strapped to his belt, grinning like he was about to walk into a game instead of a bloodbath. Diego, ever the strategist, studied the map of Rune’s estate, his brows furrowed as he traced possible entry points. Zayn stood beside me, arms crossed. "This is fucking stupid," he muttered, shaking his head. "And we’re all probably going to die." I took another slow drag from my cigar, letting the smoke curl around my lips before flicking the ashes onto the ground. "Then why are you still here?" Zayn scoffed. "Because someone has to make sure you don’t get yourself killed before you can even get to her. I know
Damien's Pov The air in Rune’s territory was thick with death. I could smell the blood soaked into the earth, the lingering stench of decay that clung to the abandoned ruins of what once was a kingdom. My men moved like shadows beside me even though their wolves went restless beneath their skin. But I was the weakest one here and I fucking hated it. It's funny how my life flipped in seconds. If Runs finds out I'm getting weak, he'll tell the whole world to kill me in a blink, not that I'll allow that. Every step felt heavier than the last, every breath became more and more strained. My fingers trembled slightly when I clenched my fists, and my wolf, which usually snarled inside me, was quiet. Way too quiet. Something was wrong. Zayn noticed. "You good?" I glared at him. "Fine." "Liar," Tyler muttered. Ash smirked. "He looks like he’s about to pass out." "Shut up," I growled, but even that came out weaker than I wanted. Diego stepped in, his tone serious. "It’s Seren
Damien's Pov The air in Rune’s territory was thick with death. I could smell the blood soaked into the earth, the lingering stench of decay that clung to the abandoned ruins of what once was a kingdom. My men moved like shadows beside me even though their wolves went restless beneath their skin. But I was the weakest one here and I fucking hated it. It's funny how my life flipped in seconds. If Runs finds out I'm getting weak, he'll tell the whole world to kill me in a blink, not that I'll allow that. Every step felt heavier than the last, every breath became more and more strained. My fingers trembled slightly when I clenched my fists, and my wolf, which usually snarled inside me, was quiet. Way too quiet. Something was wrong. Zayn noticed. "You good?" I glared at him. "Fine." "Liar," Tyler muttered. Ash smirked. "He looks like he’s about to pass out." "Shut up," I growled, but even that came out weaker than I wanted. Diego stepped in, his tone serious. "
Damien's Pov My chest felt like it was being carved open with a blunt knife. My wolf was fading in and out and I couldn't stand straight. My knees were buckling under me like I’d aged a hundred years in an hour. Every time I tried to hold myself upright, another wave of weakness slammed into me like a train. I was bleeding strength, and I knew exactly why.She was using my powers.Serena.I should’ve been proud, right? She was out there holding her own against monsters. But the truth? I was not scared, Not for her but what she was becoming and what she was doing with the power I gave her by bond. I hadn’t claimed her fully and had not accepted her as mine in every way, and now... it was punishing me.Zayn looked just as bad as I did, but he tried to hide it like I didn’t notice his hand trembling at his side.“She’s fighting someone,” Zayn muttered as we stood outside Rune’s castle gates. “She Has to be. That’s the only time this drain happens. You’re losing strength because she’s u
She wasn’t just fighting, she was slaughtering them Rogues, five of them, were lying broken on the ground. Some still breathing. Some twitching. One trying to crawl away and sobbing for mercy.And Serena? Her hands were glowing. Her claws were dripping blood. Her eyes… goddess help me… they weren’t her eyes anymore. They were mine. Green and burning. A wolf that wasn’t supposed to be that strong.She slashed another rogue’s throat before anyone could react.“Stop!” Zayn roared as we rushed down.Serena spun and her eyes locked onto us like prey. Her chest heaved with her lips curled and I don’t think she even recognized us or anything again.She raised her claws—toward me but.y wolf didn’t move neither could I .She took a step closer, her breath was ragged and her teeth bared, blood stained her neck and I braced myself. If she attacked, I wouldn’t fight her. I just couldn’t when I actually caused all this.But all do a sudden she stopped and Right there, she froze mid-step at my sig
Serena’s POVThe next morning felt like I was walking through fire barefoot.The air was thick with whispers. No one even tried to hide it anymore and the maids talked like I wasn’t even standing there with my coffee in hand, like I’d gone invisible or worse—was already a corpse.“I heard she nearly ripped the Alpha’s heart out last night,” one of them said, scrubbing the marble floor like it personally offended her.“Someone should tell her to leave before she finishes what she started,” another chimed in with a snort.I gripped the mug tighter, not because I was afraid…okay, maybe a little—but because they were right. I didn’t know what happened last night. One second I was fighting rogues like a soldier high on adrenaline and power, and the next, I saw Damien standing there, and I... almost lunged.If it wasn’t for my wolf stopping me, I would’ve torn into my own mate like he was a damn enemy.I haven’t seen him since we got back. Zayn tried to explain what happened, even kissed my
Serena’s POV I didn’t even try to wipe my tears anymore. What was the point? They just kept falling like my misery was set on a timer. My chest felt heavy and full but not with hope. It was filled with shame, confusion, and that painful choking sensation that reminded me I was cursed, even if no one said it out loud today. I thought I’d find peace in this stupid room, but peace didn’t belong to girls like me. Just as I slid to the floor and curled my knees to my chest, the damn door creaked open without a single knock. Because why would they knock? It’s not like I deserved privacy. “Wow! Crying again?” Elena’s voice cut through the air like claws across my skin. “You're really playing the victim today.” I didn’t look up, I didn’t have the fucking strength. “I Bet she's crying 'cause she overheard Daddy telling Damien to reject her ass,” Sloane chimed in like the bitter echo she’s always been. “I mean, who wouldn’t? If I were cursed, weak, and desperate, I’d cry too.” They both la
Damien’s POVYou know that peaceful moment after you've made love to your mate? That rare, fleeting silence where her heartbeat matches yours, her breathing so calm it almost lulls your wolf to sleep?Yeah.That shit never lasts in my world.Serena lay on my chest, all bare and vulnerable, the scent of our bond thick in the air. Her hair was scattered over my torso like a goddamn silk curtain, and her lips were slightly parted. Soft snores. Completely knocked out.And just when I thought I could enjoy five minutes of peace, my phone buzzed.Zayn.Zayn: We’ve got a situation. A package came for Serena, No clue who dropped it and it smells weird. Want me to bring it or torch it?I stared at her sleeping, so unaware of the chaos always waiting right outside the bedroom door.I exhaled and texted back: Bring it.I carried her to my bedroom—our bedroom now. Yeah, I let her sleep in my damn bed. Don’t ask me when that happened. Just one day, I realized I couldn’t sleep unless I felt her pre
My cock hangs heavy between my legs, throbbing with need. I’m not sure I’ve ever been this hard in my fucking life if I don’t get inside her soon, it might actually kill me. I shove up from the ledge, popping the button on my jeans and shoving them down my hips, nearly tripping in my rush to kick them off my legs. Serena’s head lolls to the side, her eyes heavy-lidded as she watches my cock spring free, her pink tongue darting out to wet her lips. And yeah, I’d love to shove my dick past those plump lips and fuck her throat, but I’m way too close to the edge to fuck around with foreplay. I want to be buried deep inside her cunt when I come. And from the way she’s looking at me, she does, too. I step up to the ledge again, grabbing onto Serena ’s legs and shifting her sideways until her ass is almost dangling over the edge, tossing her feet over my shoulders. Then I wrap a hand around my painfully hard cock, dragging the head of it through her slick folds until she’s whimpering for
Damien's Pov I meet her gaze, staring into her captivating green eyes intently as the bond between us snaps and drive s me crazy... “I’m gonna make you remember who you are as a princess.” “Please, Damien” Serena pants, sliding her hands over her bare tits, arching her back as she squeezes them together. I untwine her legs from around my waist, leaning forward to grasp onto the waistband of her leggings and yank them down. The fabric gets tangled around my hands in my haste to get them off and they snag on her sneakers, a frustrated growl escaping me as I struggle to pop off her shoes and get rid of those damn pants. Once I finally wrestle them off and toss them away, my eyes return to her body, spread before me in all its naked glory, and I raise a fist to my mouth and bite down on it to stifle a groan at the sight of her. “Goddamn you’re sexy,” I mumble as my eyes map out every inch of her skin, pausing on the reddened, puckered flesh above her belly button. There was a slash
Damien's Pov“Fuck me Alpha.” Her lips brushed against mine with every whispered word and my cøck twitched in sweet anger. I grab her by the nape and yank her closer, capturing them with my own before she can change her mind. Our lips pout and twist, parting for our tongues to tangle as she grinds down over my rapidly hardening cock, chasing the friction of the ridge of it against her core. I should take my time with her. Make this count. But instead it’s like we’re thrown back in time, two horny teenagers frantic to get each other naked as quickly as possible. Fuck how does she does this, driving me crazy in seconds. Within seconds of our lips meeting, we’re tearing at each other’s clothes in a frenzy to remove the barriers between our skin. Her shirt comes off first, followed by my own. Then I’m yanking up the band of her sports bra, her tits spilling out right into my hands as she tugs it off overhead. I give them a rough squeeze, murmuring my approval before lifting her off my
Selena’s POVYou’d think having a psycho Alpha Mafia mate who’s ready to blow heads off would feel... flattering, romantic but nope. It sucks big time.Because while Damien's out there threatening caskets and choosing funeral gowns like he's shopping for a wedding, I’m stuck here trying not to breathe too loud. The Pack stares like I murdered someone. The women? They look at me like I spit in their herbal tea. The men? Too scared to talk to me because, well, my mate might castrate them for blinking in my direction.And me?I’m just trying to survive another damn day and reminding myself that this isn't reality yet.The only person who didn’t treat me like I had rabies was Lydia—my ballet tutor. Yeah, Damien got me a personal one. As if I could blend into a public class with these people already whispering "Omega slut" under their breath. He said I needed “focus and discipline.” I think he just wanted to keep me locked away from everyone else and using my love for ballet as an excuse.
Damien’s POV I’ve always had a tight schedule but it was a different thing ever since I marked Serena. I had a lot to do for the Pack —cartels, shipment tracking, drug labs, fake IDs, bribes, the whole shebang is like a thing to do to keep the syndicate clean while the Pack thrives. And Serena? She’s become my damn obsession. The way she moans when I pull her hair while fucking her, the way her claws scratch my back like she owns me or the way her scent clings to my sheets and makes my wolf restless when she’s not near. Yeah, I’m insatiable. Call it what you want. Lust, need, addiction. It doesn’t matter. What matters is that she’s mine. Zayn walked in this morning looking like someone just took a dump on his breakfast. “Vincent’s gone,” he muttered. I didn’t even blink. “Good.” He blinked. “That’s it?” “That’s it.” “I spent three days tracking him, crossed borders, slept in a damn sewer—” “And I appreciate your commitment to suffering.” I sipped my coffee. “Now go get the
The slight curve of his dick hits that sensitive spot inside me that drives me fucking crazy, stars bursting behind my eyes with every punch of his hips. “Fuck, I need this pussy Serena.” Damien growls against my lips, licking a path down my jaw and scraping his teeth across my neck. His thrusts become savage, like he’s trying to imprint himself inside me so that I could never forget. “You're just as I imagined, baby.” His hands cover my breasts, squeezing and pinching my nipples until I’m falling apart beneath him spectacularly, crying out as my climax rockets through me. My back arches, thighs trembling and inner walls gripping his cock as he continues to pound in and out, fucking me through my orgasm. “Oh God, Damien…. yes baby!” It’s pure bliss, so intense that tears leak from the corners of my eyes, my body going slack against the mattress. As I start to come back down, Damien suddenly scoops his arms around my back, lifting me from the bed effortlessly and settling me in
Serena's Pov In the sober light of day, this would probably seem like a bad idea. A stupid decision but right here, right now, I just want my mate even if it’s only for a night. I slide my hands up beneath the hem of his shirt, the ladder of his hard abs muscles rippling beneath my palms. Damien’s body is truly a work of art taut and toned, every sharp line well-defined. Dominant alpha energy radiates from his pores until it almost feels like it’s vibrating off him and right into me, feeding the inferno raging inside my chest and between my thighs. “Serena, fuck! I need you so much.” he growled and I tug at his shirt in frustration until he finally breaks our kiss long enough to yank it off over his head, tossing it away and slamming his lips over mine again. I run my hands all over his naked chest and arms as our tongues tangle, his own hands all over me. He pulls the front of my dress down and my bare breasts spill out, nipples pebbling up into sharp points as soon as they hit
Damien's Pov.I could scent her fucking arousal in my brain which was more than enough to drive me crazy. I could lie to my self every day but I needed her, more than the fucking contract, more than the fact she was my mate. I shouldn't act this way but Serena came to my life and fucked all my senses, giving me a reason to protect, laugh, smile and he fucking horny in all my existence. It was too wild.“I still hate you Damien…” she breathe with a moan as my fingers brushed her cladded pussy and my cock twitched hard. “I know that baby, that makes it even hotter, don't you think.”“You're sealing the bond, that's not supposed to happen…why can't you reject me like them and let me go. You will find the perfect Luna Damien…you're so dangerous for me and so am I to you, I'm going to destroy you…” Tears slipped down her eyes in worry, pain and confusion but most if all she needed me. She was still dripping wet for me, my wolf was wild, thrashing with urgent need to drive me crazy. She's