Damian
The house was empty. Silent. Even though Omegas move around doing their duties, it feels silent without Lyra’s presence. It's not the same without her. It seems life has gone from this packhouse.
It had been that way ever since Lyra disappeared. Every corner seemed to echo with the absence of her presence, a void that I couldn’t seem to fill no matter how hard I tried.
I should have been relieved. She had been nothing more than a duty to me, a marriage arranged by the elders, bound by tradition. I should have been glad that she was no longer a distraction. And yet, I wasn’t. I wasn’t even close to being relieved.
‘Guy, I hate to be the one to tell,’ Adol buzzed in my head. ‘But I told you so. I warned you about the way you were treating her.’
‘Oh, shut up.’ I shut him down even though I knew he was right. He did warn me. But I was too angry to admit it.
Sitting alone in my study, I stared at the glass of whiskey in my hand, swirling the amber liquid aimlessly. The memories of Lyra filled my mind, unbidden and relentless. Her smile, the way her eyes would light up whenever I walked into a room, the soft sound of her voice as she tried to engage me in conversation during dinner—each memory gnawed at me, relentless in their assault.
And I had ignored her. Pushed her away. Every time she had tried to connect, I had shut her down, dismissing her efforts as nothing more than a nuisance. I treated her kindness, her attempts to please me, as if they were obligations she needed to fulfill rather than genuine acts of affection.
I caught the smell of my beta as he approached my study. I wish he came with news of Lyra and my son. But as days go by, I keep losing hope of finding them. But I know they are still alive and they are out there somewhere. The matebond assures me of that.
“Alpha?”
I looked up to see my Beta, Rowan, standing in the doorway. He must have noticed the turmoil in my expression as he stepped inside, closing the door behind him.
“Are you all right?” he asked, concerned about lacing his voice.
I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head. “No, Rowan. I’m not alright.”
He came closer, taking a seat across from me. “Do you want to talk about it?”
I hesitated, feeling a lump rise in my throat. I had never been one to express my feelings, not even to my closest confidant. But the weight of my regret was suffocating, and I needed to get it out.
“I’ve been a fool,” I admitted, my voice low and rough. “I treated my marriage like it was nothing, like Lyra was nothing. And now… now she’s gone.”
Rowan was silent, his eyes locked on mine, urging me to continue.
“I didn’t see her,” I said, my voice growing thicker with emotion. “I didn’t see what she was trying to do, how hard she was trying to make this work. She wasn’t a warrior, infact I considered her a weak wolf. But then she was… she was everything I didn’t realize I needed until it was too late.”
I closed my eyes, squeezing the bridge of my nose as I felt the sting of tears that I refused to let fall.
“I treated her like a burden, when all she ever did was try to be a good wife. Her cooking, her smile, the way she tried to talk to me during dinner… I shut her down every single time. And now I would give anything to hear her voice again.”
Rowan leaned forward, his expression unreadable. “What are you saying, Damian?”
“I’m saying…” I paused, trying to find the right words, but all I could feel was the ache in my chest. “I’m saying I need to find her, Rowan. I need to find my wife and my child. I realize now… I miss her. I really miss her, and I was just too blind to see it.”
The admission felt like a weight lifting off my shoulders, but it also came with a new, crushing sense of urgency. If something happened to her, if she was hurt or worse because I had failed to protect her… I don’t know how I would live with myself.
“Do you think she left because of me?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. The thought twisted in my gut like a knife.
Rowan sighed, leaning back in his chair. “I don’t know, Damian. But it’s possible. She might have felt alone, unloved. You know as well as I do that your bond wasn’t what it should have been.”
I understand what he was saying. We were not fated mates but we could have made it work if I had given her a chance.
I clenched my jaw, the guilt burning deep inside me. “I should have paid more attention. I should have realized… I should have told her how I felt.”
“You’ve realized that now,” Rowan said, standing to come close to me. He placed a hand on my shoulder. “What matters is whether you can tell her when you find her. And you will find her, Damian. We will find her.”
“But it's been a year,” I said, my voice hardening with despair. “Are you sure we will still find her? That she and my pub are safe?”
“Of course. Don’t lose hope man,” Rowan said, hitting my shoulders lightly. “Trust the goddess, they will be fine. At least, from the mate bond you should know they are okay.”
“Yes, I can still feel her. But I want to see her and apologize for ignoring her all these time.”
“We’ll find them,” he assured me.
“I won’t lose hope,” I said with a fresh resolve. “I’ll keep searching. I’ll find them. I won’t rest until I do. I don’t care what it takes or how far I have to go. I’ll bring her home, and I’ll make things right.”
Rowan nodded, a look of determination crossing his face. “That’s the attitude you should have. We’ll find her,” he said, shaking my shoulders again before taking his seat opposite me.
“Anyway, here are the reports of the investigation you requested,” he pointed to a file he kept on the table as he took his seat.
“What investigation?” I asked
“Alpha, you were quietly investigating the death of your parents. And you asked me to cross-check…”
“Yeah, I remember now.” I grabbed the file he brought with him and started flipping through it.
“For a moment there, I thought you were no longer interested in finding out about your parents’ murderer.”
“Oh I am. Very much. It's just that the absence of my wife is affecting me too.”
“I understand,” he said, scratching his chin. “But alpha, there were many people that day. How will you know the exact person you are looking for?”
“I saw him. The one who murdered my parents. He had a mole on the upper part of his lips. I can recognise that mark anywhere. I remembered him clearly,” I said with a sad growl in my head.
I remembered how he smirked at me before jumping out through the window. I would have followed but I heard a moan from my mother and ran to her side holding her hand, as she breathed her last.
“Anywhere I see him, it's instant death for that wolf. He can’t escape me.”
“I get you, alpha,” Rowan said, patting my hand across the table. “You know I’m with you all the way.”
“I appreciate it,” I said.
“I have to go to the training ground. There are some new wolves joining us who need some induction,” he said standing up.
I stood up too. “Thanks man,” I said, giving him a handshake and a bear hug.
When Rowan left, I felt a surge of determination that I hadn’t felt in years.I opened the report he brought but my thoughts drifted to Lyra. She was out there, somewhere, and I was going to find her. I would make her see that she wasn’t just a duty to me, that she was my everything. And once I had her back, I would never let her go again.
I just prayed to the moon goddess that I wasn’t too late.
I started reading the file and something caught my attention. Someone resembling the wolf I recognised has been sighted in Crewwood pack.
DamienThe boardroom was buzzing with energy, a palpable sense of anticipation hanging in the air as the senior members of our pack’s business elite gathered around the long table. The Sol Group’s proposed collaboration was the biggest project our territory had seen in decades, and it promised to bring massive development to our pack. The chance to modernize our infrastructure, build state-of-the-art real estate, and put our pack on the map as a major player in the global economy was within our grasp.I glanced around the room, my gaze settling on the faces of the board members—most of them eager, ready to move forward with the deal. But one face stood out, as it always did. Elder Marcus. He sat back in his chair, arms crossed, an impenetrable expression on his face. “This collaboration with The Sol Group is our chance to push forward,” I began, addressing the room. “Their expertise in real estate development is unmatched, and this partnership will bring jobs, investment, and prosper
DamienLyra was supposed to be the only child of Marcus and his wife. But now I’m hearing there’s another child?Wait, he called him a bastard child. That means it's not his wife that gave birth to the boy. What a surprise!‘You mean the man everyone is looking up to as a faithful husband is actually screwing another woman?’ Adol sneered in my head. I could hear the surprise in his voice.Everyone in our pack believed Elder Marcus was one of the few men who doesn’t look at another woman beside his wife. As an elder, they were supposed to be above board, leaving an impeccable life others will emulate.But once in a while, they slip up especially the male wolves and you see them messing with other women. They are always excused as it is not uncommon for males to go after women.But Elder Marcus had convinced everyone he was different. You can’t catch him talking to another woman besides his wife or daughter. Now, I’m hearing he had another child, a son for that matter. There’s a lot I d
MarcusNB: This chapter is written from Elder Marcus' point of view.I stepped into the house, slamming the door behind me so hard the walls seemed to shake. The scent of lavender from the candles my wife always lit wafted in the air, but instead of calming me, it only irritated me further.I can’t believe that stupid son of mine was asking me for money to go to Crewwood. He was even trying to blackmail me, saying I have not sent him any money like I promised. So he’s going to come to the council and tell them he is my son. That twerk!If only the woman in my house gave me a son, I wouldn’t have gone outside. But no. She couldn't do that simple job of bearing me a son. It would have been easy to put my son on the alpha chair, especially when …."Marcus, you are back" Serena greeted softly, interrupting my thoughts. It seems she was coming from the kitchen as she was wearing an apron. The same one with little sunflowers on it, that I had bought for her years ago. Back then, I thought
DamienThe cool, polished wood of my study desk was soothing under my fingers as I leaned back in my chair, letting the faint hum of the pack house fill the silence. The weight of leadership was something I wore like a second skin, but moments like this, alone in my office, were rare and welcome. Until, of course, the phone buzzed on my desk.I picked it up and pressed it to my ear. “Speak.”“Alpha,” came the low, gravelly voice of one of my men. “I want to make a report on the man you asked me to follow.”“Go ahead.” I told him.“I followed him to the outskirts of the city. He went to the slums,” the man continued, hesitating slightly, as though unsure how to proceed. “It was strange, Alpha. I didn’t expect to see him in a place like that.”The slums. That caught my attention. Garret wasn’t the type to step foot in such a rundown area unless he had a very good reason - or a very bad one.“Go on,” I said, my tone sharpening.“He went into a building full of... questionable characters.
The next day after handling some work at the office, I drove down to Elder Marcus’ house. I arrived at his house with a purpose in every step. The grand façade of the house loomed before me, a testament to the man’s inflated ego and his self-fashioned reputation as a pillar of honor. Yet I knew better. Marcus was a snake in an elder's robes.When the door opened, I was relieved to see Serena standing there alone. She wore a modest dress, her hands clasped nervously in front of her. Her eyes widened slightly when she recognized me, but she quickly composed herself, stepping aside to let me in.“Alpha Damien,” she greeted with a weak smile and a bow. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”“I need to speak with Elder Marcus,” I said, stepping into the richly decorated foyer. The walls were adorned with awards, photographs, and symbols of Marcus’ position. It was all for show.“He’s not here,” Serena said, her voice soft. “He’s at the elder’s council meeting.”I knew that already. She was reall
“No, I’ve never met him. I don’t even know his name.” I leaned back, my mind racing. Marcus was up to something, and now I had more questions than answers. But one thing was clear: I needed to act fast. “I’ll handle it,” I said, my tone firm. I stood up to leave. “I have to go now. If anything happens, anything at all, you send word to me immediately.” “Yes, Alpha,” she whispered, her gratitude evident in her tearful eyes. She stood up to see me off. “But please, if you truly want to help, find Lyra first. And... and her son.” “Her son?” I was wondering if she had heard something else. “We all knew Lyra was carrying a boy and must have given birth by now. Find them Alpha. Whatever you do, don’t let Marcus get to them first.” “Why do you say that?” “I’m not very sure. But if Marcus is planning something, I’m sure it involves both Lyra and that child.” Her words gave me pause. “Do you have any idea where she might be?” She shook her head. “No.” As I made to leave, I couldn’t s
I stepped out of the bedroom, my feet quiet on the floor as I moved toward the living room. The house seemed too still, as though it was holding its breath.“Who’s there?” I called, my voice was firmer this time.Silence.I hesitated, my instincts warning me that something wasn’t right. But after a moment, I shook my head. Maybe it was just the wind rattling the windows.I returned to the bedroom, shaking off the tension. I’d finish getting ready and head over to the Luna’s house. Everything was fine.But when I entered the nursery to check on my son, my heart stopped.The cot was empty.“Leo?” I whispered, panic gripping me. My feet carried me closer to the cot, my hands fumbling to pull back the blankets as if he could somehow be hiding underneath.“Leo!” I screamed, my voice echoing through the house. I spun around, my eyes scanning the room. He wasn’t here.Frantic, I tore through the nursery, yanking open the closet and looking under the furniture. My breaths came in sharp, shallo
LyraI followed her instructions, though my heart was pounding in my chest. My mind was a whirlwind of fear and doubt, but I forced myself to think of my son. His tiny hands, his soft giggles, the way he looked at me with so much trust and love.At first, there was nothing but darkness, a suffocating void. I felt panic rising, but the healer’s voice steadied me. “Keep going. Don’t give up. Reach for him.”Then, like a spark in the dark, I felt something—a faint, trembling connection.“I can feel him. He’s woken up. He’s… he’s scared,” I whispered, tears streaming down my face.“Good, Lyra. Stay with him. What else do you feel?”I concentrated harder, the connection growing stronger. Images began to form in my mind, a man holding Leo, his arms trembling as he carried my son.“He’s in the arms of a man,” I said, my voice rising. “Leo’s scared! He’s crying!”The room buzzed with energy, the guards exchanging determined looks.“Don’t worry Lyra,” the alpha told me. “We’ll get you son back
“Good. Now you need to call your nanny to carry Leo, so you will have time to dance with your man. You need to show off that slit more and show that b*tch that you are in charge.”I smiled but I agreed with her. I haven’t really shown my husband my beautiful outfit so I looked towards the nanny and motioned for her to come. She came and carried Leo while I continued chatting with Denise. Soon Damien rejoined us.“You look lovely Denise,” he complimented his sister.***Damien’s povWhile I greeted the guest I saw Luke and his warriors and I went to them and thanked them specially for all they have for my wife and I. I also thanked them for staying for the ceremony and wished them safe travels tomorrow.I clasped Luke by the shoulder and took him a little way out from his people.“I hear that you are my sister’s mate.” “Yes, Damien. I just found out too and as you can imagine I am just as surprised.”“But I hear you are already making plans.” I looked dead in the eyes.He didn’t cower
Lyra’s pov“So I called you here to celebrate,” my husband continued talking. “Celebrate with us, celebrate with my family, celebrate with our pack as the goddess has blessed us greatly. No matter the worries or challenges we may encounter in our country, we are not consumed. Rather, we have been winning and will keep winning. I urge you all to enjoy yourselves tonight, as there is a lot to eat and drink.”The crowd erupted in joy and happiness as the cheers and clappings got louder. I’m glad our people are happy to be here and are receiving this news with joy. I was a little apprehensive that many of them may wonder why we hid the news of my return and rather prepared a feast to reveal. But it seems I have nothing to worry about at all as they don’t mind at all. Damien raised his hands, and they quieted down.“You will all agree with me that our goddess has been blessed, and it is evident in the good news we are celebrating today,” he said, pointing at me and Leo.A ripple of agreeme
Damien’s povThe soft hum of classical music greeted me as I entered the grand hall, my polished shoes clicking against the marble floor. The lightning decorations above bathed the environment in a warm golden glow, casting delicate patterns on the grounds. Guests were scattered throughout, sipping on champagne and mingling in groups. Everyone was dressed to impress, as they always were at these events.I adjusted the hem of his tailored caftan with matching pants against my skin. I scanned the room, my sharp gaze catching familiar faces. The room buzzed with excitement and curiosity—my invitation had been vague, after all. I had called it a “special celebration” without revealing the true purpose of the night. That, of course, was deliberate. Let them speculate.I looked around the venue. By this time the last of the guests were seated, the ceremonial grounds were packed. Rows upon rows of chairs stretched out before the grand dais, which was adorned with cascading white flowers and t
“I hope they checked around the area for others. Anyway, Tobias knows his job.”“Yes, he does. He said they checked thoroughly, and there was no other wolf around.“Probably stray rogues,” Rowan chuckled. “Nothing to worry about. Still, we have tight security.”My lips twitched with a ghost of a smile at Rowan’s words. Rogues are already considered stray wolves as they have an allegiance or loyalty to any pack. So he calls these ones stray rogues, and it's just him having a run of words.“You used the elite warriors we trained for security tonight, right?” I asked for another confirmation from him. I’m sure he will understand why I am asking for reassurance. This note might be nothing, or it might mean something huge.He nodded. “Like we planned. This place is highly secured.”“However, tell our warriors to be on alert, as we don’t want any surprises.”“Sure, alpha,” Rowan said and pointed at me. “Now you need to go and dress up. You will soon be called for your address.”I slapped hi
She’d said she was happy, and I believed her, but something about the timing felt off. Why now? Why did she seem so eager to leave the packhouse and follow him back to his territory? I shook my head. Maybe I’m overthinking this.I shook off the thought, forcing my focus back to the task at hand. I didn’t have the luxury of distraction tonight.“Alpha Damien,” a familiar voice called out, pulling me from my reverie. I turned to see Tobias, my Gamma, approaching with a grim expression. Tobias was tall and broad, with a sharp, no-nonsense demeanor that made him indispensable to me and this pack.“What is it?” I asked, my voice low.“There’s been... a situation,” Tobias said, lowering his voice further. “One of the scouts reported movement near the northern border. It might be a rogue.”My jaw tightened, my instincts sharpening instantly. Rogues. They were a persistent problem, always testing the boundaries, looking for weak points to exploit. Normally, they wouldn’t dare approach on a n
“I want you to be happy, Denise. But I need to know you're not rushing into something because it feels right at the moment. Luke might be a good man, but remember, a mate bond isn’t just about feelings. It’s about trust and understanding as you would be getting married soon.”“I know, I know,” she replied, her voice slightly exasperated but still gentle. “I’m not a child anymore, Damien. I can make my own decisions.”I smirked, my protective instincts easing for a moment. “Of course, you're an adult now. But I’ll always be your brother, and I’ll always look out for you.”I paused, watching her for a moment. My heart softened as I realized just how much she had grown up in the past few years, though my protective instincts still ran deep. She is not the same young lady I sent to the human world to school.“Are you happy, though?” I asked softly.She met my gaze and smiled. “Yes. I am. I didn’t think it was possible to feel like this with anyone, but he makes me feel safe. I think that’
I left his hand as soon as we got close to the doors. I wouldn’t want them to see me with my hands in his for now. When we are properly introduced, then I can hold his hand all I want. Luke seemed to agree as he just smiled at me. The moment Luke pushed the doors open, the room erupted into cheers.“Beta Luke!” one of the men shouted, his voice booming. Several others surged forward, clapping Luke on the back and shaking his hand. Their joy was palpable, and it warmed something deep inside me to see how much they respected him.“It’s good to see all of you,” Luke said, his voice carrying over the noise. He raised a hand to quiet them, and the room fell silent almost instantly. “I know there’s been a lot of confusion, but I want to assure you that everything is resolved. What happened was a misunderstanding, and it’s been handled.”The men exchanged glances, nodding in approval.“What about back home, Beta?” one of them asked. “Is everything secure there?”Luke smiled faintly. “I’ve he
“But I can assure them of his release, too. I can even take one of them back to the dungeon to prove it to them if that’s what it takes.”“I still think it's a bad idea, Lyra. The guests have started arriving,” he said, releasing my arm. Then he nodded towards the crowd outside. “I saw your father’s assistant as I was coming in just now.”“Oh. We wouldn’t want him seeing me now and trying something so soon.”“Exactly,” Rowan said, nodding his head as we were all on board with the plan.I sighed. “I think you are right. Find Luke and tell him his men need him.”“Sure, Luna,” he said, smiling.I decided to head inside my room, our room and start getting ready for the event. As Rowan said, the guests have started arriving, and the event will start soon. I need to dress up and also make sure that Leo is ready.I turned back and headed upstairs. I wonder what sort of clothing I should put on. I need something that would pass a message without being shouting or showy, something that would
I loved having him big and hot inside of my sopping wet hole. I love the feeling. I wanted to cum already, and I started to ride him faster and harder. I moaned his name out loud as I pointed towards my climax. His hands squeezed my nipples hard to bring me even more pleasure before sliding downwards to hold my hips.Damien started thrusting his hips up to meet me midway to bury his cock even deeper inside with each thrust. He was thrusting so fast and hard compared to my own previous thrusting rhythm. It felt so hot.“Does it feel good? You’re squeezing me so tightly down there,” Damien whispered in my ear while pounding his heat into me harder. I hope he is not trying to get into a rut. I’m not sure I want another pup just yet.“Yes,” I answered in a whisper. I wasn’t sure he heard me, so I nodded in response and hugged his neck as I bounced up and down on his cock. I moaned and kissed him hard, grinding my tongue against his as I ground my hips and pussy wall against his cock. My