Hidden desires

Damien stood in the clearing just outside the pack’s training grounds, the quiet hum of the forest surrounding him as he looked out over the landscape. His mind, however, was far from the peaceful scenery. There was a storm brewing, one he knew had to be addressed before it tore everything apart.

He heard Amelia approach before he saw her, her familiar footfall soft on the forest floor. She had always been able to move with a predator’s grace, something he had admired about her ever since they were young. She had been by his side through everything, his ascension to Alpha, the battles, the losses, the victories. But now, things between them had shifted, and he couldn’t ignore it any longer.

Amelia stepped into the clearing, her bright blue eyes locking onto his with an intensity he had grown used to over the years. Her expression was unreadable, but there was something simmering beneath the surface, something he could no longer overlook.

“Damien,” she greeted him, her voice calm but l