Lily's POV
As I snuggled deeper into Damon's embrace, feeling the warmth of his body against mine, I couldn't help but feel a pang of longing for my parents. It had been a day since I had last spoken to them, and I knew they must be worried sick about me. I turned to Damon, my voice filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension."Damon, I would love to call my parents," I said, my voice tinged with anticipation. "I miss them, and I'm sure they're worried about me."Damon smirked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Ah, a daddy's girl, aren't you?" he teased, his voice filled with amusement. "But you know, it might not be safe to call them directly. Our enemies might trace the call."My face fell, disappointment washing over me. I had been looking forward to hearing my parents' voices, to reassure them that I was safe. But Damon's words made sense, and I knew he was only trying to protect me.Just as I was about to accept Damon's reasoninLily's POV:I woke up in the morning, feeling the warmth of the sun on my face. I turned to the other side of the bed, expecting to see Damon still sleeping peacefully beside me. But to my surprise, he was nowhere to be found. I frowned slightly, wondering where he could have gone so early in the morning.As I stretched my limbs and yawned, a smile spread across my face as I remembered the cuddle we had shared last night. Damon's arms wrapped around me, his warmth enveloping me, had made me feel safe and loved. It was a moment I would cherish forever.I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom, ready to start my day. After a refreshing shower, I dressed in comfortable clothes and made my way downstairs. As I descended the stairs, I noticed a group of men gathered in the living room, engaged in a lively conversation.One of the men, with auburn hair and a mischievous glint in his eyes, lifted his head and noticed me. His gaze lingered on me f
LILY'S POV:I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, my heart pounding in my chest. The sound of my own ragged breath filled my ears as I sprinted through the dense forest, desperately trying to put as much distance between myself and Marcus's wolf as possible. Fear coursed through my veins, but I refused to let it paralyze me. Damon's voice echoed in my head, urging me to keep running, to keep fighting.I could still feel the pain of Damon's injuries, the agony he had endured at the hands of Marcus. It fueled my passion to stay alive, my need to protect him. I couldn't let Marcus win, couldn't let him take Damon away from me. I had to find a way to save him.As I ran, the trees blurred past me, the forest becoming a maze of shadows and whispers. I could hear the distant howls of the wolves, the sound of their paws pounding against the ground. They were getting closer, their presence a constant reminder of the danger that lurked behind me.I pushe
General POV:Damon's heart pounded in his chest as he and Lily walked out of the old woman's house. The old lady smiled warmly at Damon, her eyes filled with a mix of concern and hope. "Be safe, my dear," she said, her voice filled with a motherly affection.Damon nodded, his grip on Lily's hand tightening. "I will," he replied, his voice filled with enthusiasm. With one last glance at the old woman, Damon and Lily made their way back into the woods, the scent of blood growing stronger with each step.They slowly emerged from the trees, Damon's heart sank at the sight before him. His men, were all rounded up and tied together with a thick chain in a cruel circle. Their bodies were beaten and bruised, their faces etched with pain and exhaustion. Rage built in Damon's heart, his eyes glowing with a fiery red intensity.Damon turned to look at Lily, who smiled and nodded at him, giving him her silent support. In that instant, she let go of his hand,
Damon's POV:"One more pacing and you're going to lose your mind" Lily's voice stopped me in my tracks. "How long had I been like this?" I thought. I had been pacing for a while unconsciously outside the cell Marcus was kept. "You've been going about like this for thirty minutes. And yes, it's not that hard to read your mind at this point. it's obvious." She spoke once more. Not like she was lying. "Have you been watching me?" I asked, my attention slowly moving back to Marcus as she did too. His sleeping figure making me remember our childhood together. we were so happy at least I thought we were until we started getting our wolves. "Yes, it's not hard to watch a distressed man. a sexy disturbed man." Lily spoke, rubbing the sleeves of my shirt. I smirked, she didn't have to try to make me change my mood. she knew just exactly what to say. I took a swift look at the cold stone wall outside the cell. The cold stone walls seemed to clo
Damon's heart raced as he stood in the middle of the large garden-like forest area of his family's mansion. He was just fourteen years old, and tonight was the night he would experience his first transformation. His father's words echoed in his head, telling him not to be afraid of his wolf. Damon took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves.The moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the surroundings. Damon could feel the power building up inside him, a force he had never felt before. Suddenly, a surge of pain shot through his body, causing him to double over. His clothes ripped as his bones cracked and shifted, reshaping themselves.The pain was excruciating, but Damon clenched his teeth, determined not to let it overpower him. He knew that this was just the beginning, that he had to endure the pain to embrace his true nature. And just as quickly as the pain had come, it began to fade away.Damon slowly straightened up, his body trembling. He looked down at himself,
DAMON'S POV:I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my tie and straightening my suit. My features were sharp and defined, just like my reputation. At six foot three inches, I towered over most people, my lean muscular build a testament to the countless hours I spent in the gym. My neatly shaved beard framed my perfectly chiseled face, giving me an air of authority. But it was my strikingly bold grey eyes that seemed to capture anyone's attention, drawing them in like a moth to a flame.I was Damon Russell, the leader of the Alpha Pack, the most feared Mafia organization in the underground world. My commanding presence and appearance were enough to send shivers down anyone's spine. I had built my empire from scratch, rising through the ranks with sheer determination and ruthlessness. Now, I ruled with an iron fist, and no one dared to cross me.As I stepped out of my luxurious penthouse, the city's skyline greeted me with its twinkling lights. The night was alive with possibilities
LILY'S POV:At the age of 25, I found myself standing in front of a boutique, my heart pounding with anticipation. Today was the day I would break free from the confines of my sheltered life and embrace the world that awaited me. Dressed in a stunning velvet bodycon office dress that hugged my wavy curves, I felt a surge of confidence as I stepped out of my car, my legs adorned in a pair of high-heeled shoes.As I walked into the boutique, the tinkling of a bell announced my arrival. The air was filled with the scent of luxury and possibility. Racks upon racks of beautiful gowns lined the walls, each one more exquisite than the last. I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement as I ran my fingers along the soft fabrics, imagining the adventures that awaited me while wearing them.The sales assistant approached me with a warm smile, her eyes lighting up at the sight of my outfit. "Good morning, ma'am. How can I assist you today?" she asked."I'm looking for some lovely gowns that
DAMON'S POV:I was driving through the bustling streets of New York City, feeling annoyed and impatient. The constant honking and chaotic movement only added to my frustration. Suddenly, out of nowhere, another car collided with mine. The impact was jarring, but luckily, my skilled driver, Jackson, managed to maneuver the car to the side of the road, avoiding serious damage."What the hell just happened?" I growled, my heart racing with anger. I clenched my fists, feeling the adrenaline coursing through my veins."We got hit, sir," Jackson calmly replied, assessing my reaction through the rearview mirror.I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. I knew losing my temper wouldn't solve anything. "Alright, Jackson. Take care of the matter. Get the necessary information from the other driver and make sure we're compensated for any damages."Jackson nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. He stepped out of the car and approached the other vehicle. As he knocked on t