Damon was lying on his side of the bed, his arms folded across his chest and his signature frown in place. As for Sarah, she was the exact same; arms folded and a frown residing on her face. They were both so aggravated by earlier events that neither of them choose to speak to each other since. But as much as they were bothered by it, they could hardly keep their resentment burning thus long. It was already a miracle that they had managed to successfully ignore each other for the whole of yesterday and the day before.
Tonight, however, they could no such thing.Damon couldn't deny that it would've been so much better if Sarah was cuddling up under his arm instead of huffing and puffing at the other end of the bed...while Sarah couldn't deny that she felt way better when he was angry at someone else and not her. But...pride....that was what kept them from reconciling.Moreover, a few weeks ago when they started sleeping together, they hadn't slept apart sin"Sarah!" Damon shouted at the top of his lungs, his feet stomping across the room and over to Sarah who was sitting on their bed, her nails stuffed into her mouth meanwhile a smile slowly blossomed on her lips. He had just came back from searching all the rooms on the premises and yet he still couldn't find what he had been searching for all this time...his favourite black shirt. It was always placed at the front of his closet where he could always see and find it, but for some odd reason, it was now nowhere to be seen.And seeing as there's only one person living in this house besides himself, he was more than positive that she was the culprit."Where did you hide it?" Damon asked in annoyance, his hand reaching out and plucking her finger out of her mouth to grab her utmost attention. "You seriously think I'd hide your shirt? I really don't have it, I swear." She held her hands up in surrender as she denied his accusations, yet the guilty look on her fa
"Damon?" Sarah's excited smile blossomed brighter than before as she watched Damon who was now fully shifted in front of her. Her amazed eyes swallowed every bit of his appearance...his fur that was as black as night, his eyes that were of a beautiful golden colour and his long, heavy limbs that looked ten times more stronger than in human form. Sarah could do nothing but stare at him from head to toe, then from toe to head. It was the first time she had seen a werewolf shift so clearly and you could say she was more than impressed.The wolf hoisted its head somewhat cockily as if howling, his beautiful fur flowing with the whooshing wind that escaped through the open windows. With itching fingers and a heart filled with nothing but excitement, Sarah crawled off the bed and made her way towards him on the top of her toes. It was Damon so she was indeed wary of touching the ticking time bomb, but nonetheless, her feet moved onwards despite her worries. She was eager to use t
Damon's tongue plunged through her parted lips and intruded upon her grounds, searching, exploring, wandering everywhere it could. Sarah's own tongue followed the lead of its master, twisting and twirling around his as moans of pleasure descended from her lips. His expertise in this particular area was astounding...and as such, his tongue down her throat could be nothing else but pleasuring.She ceased the opportunity to push her hips closer to his, feeling his mighty erection pushing up against her front. Damon groaned deep in his throat, his hand that was digging into her hips slipped down to her ass, grabbing her flesh into his palm and kneading it as much as he wanted. His lips released her own while his tongue ceased its assault on her mouth. He brought his gaze to hers then licked her cheek with his warm tongue as his right hand descended lower than her ass, slithering down until it was underneath her dress and riding straight up towards her awaiting core.Sa
"It's funny how a few moments ago, you were so adamant on finishing your work that I even had to resort to confiscating that stupid shirt. But now, you don't even want to step a single foot out of the room." Sarah said as she looked up at Damon who was hovering over her.He hummed at her words, an unruly side of his lips quirking up without his permission. "It's a must that I stay if you're offering me something I want." He dropped his head in the crook of her neck while making sure that his legs and arms held him up and prevented his full weight from embracing her. Sarah shivered at the contact. His breath was playing with her skin and the tip of his shaft that was pressed against her stomach, brought forth numerous images into her mind. They had just finished their little 'sexual moment' and she was indisputably tired as hell, but it seemed as if tiredness didn't stop her from craving more than she could even manage.Sarah's cheeks brightened and her wide eyes lo
Sarah's heart sped up and the thoughts circulating around in her head pulled to a stop. Her blue eyes encircled her face then pulled to a stop on another blue pair of eyes. Everything stopped and the world was suddenly centred around the woman called 'Katie'. Even the sound of wolves howling outside was drowned out into nothingness. Sarah could tell, she could feel it, she could see it. The resentful look in her eyes, the slightly scornful pull of her lips and the aura of superiority that sparked in both the way she dressed and her straight-shouldered posture. This woman would be nothing but trouble.There was no doubt that Katie didn't like her one bit. And similarly, there was no doubt that Sarah felt the exact same way. As she stared at the woman before her, one sole thought flashed through her mind over and over: 'slam the door shut!' That wasn't exactly what Sarah would usually think of, but the pool of emotions that swam through her was enough to even boost her to pull
"D-Damon?" The simultaneous call of his name made his body begin to itch. Before him there were two women....one of which was still knocking at his heart...while the other had slipped into his heart and reeked havoc.'How is she standing there alive and well?'That was the first question he asked himself. And his first solution was...hallucination. Just like that time at the mall, this could be nothing except that. But the harder he thought, the more implausible that sounded. It'd been years since he had beaten himself up about her betrayal and as such, it'd been years since he experienced hallucinations. This woman could be no one but her, skin and bones. But what his mind could not possibly explain, was her change in scent. She didn't have the scent of a werewolf, this was the scent of a human, a regular human. That could only mean her wolf counterpart had perished...But how? And was that the reason why he couldn't locate her all these years?No, how and
"Human, I need clothes!" A female voice echoed from the guest room then down the stairs and into Sarah's ears. Sarah balled her fingers into a fist and twisted her body around. Her glaring eyes first roamed towards the man who was sitting on the couch in a daze, then redirected up the stairs in the direction that Katie resided.Ever since Katie started staying here, she has forever been tormenting her. Go get that, go do that...it was as if she was her personal secretary or rather, her personal slave. And frankly, Sarah was sick and tired of her so much that she wished Damon had kicked her out...despite her calamity.And the same goes for Damon Kalesto. If she could kick him out then she would. He was irritating, frustrating...and any other annoying thing you could think of. As of the moment she started living here, he has not been himself. He doesn't talk much and he barely even eats. The only thing he does is stare out of nowhere like a madman. And whenever Sarah
********Flashback (ten years ago)********Damon's POV:"Alpha, she hasn't been seen nowhere near our border. I strongly believe she's been taken by Maximus. They were spotted to the west around the same time she left." My best pal; Jason shouted as he ran out of the forest with a total of around fifty wolves thundering forward behind him. For one whole day we have been searching nonstop for my mate; Katie, but she's nowhere to seen. I know not where she is nor why she left the mansion but nonetheless, I need her...I need her to fix this, both this situation and this raw pain in my chest that kept clawing at my heart.Right now, there's a mix of confusion and betrayal running through my veins like blood. We had been together for a few months now and I couldn't have been any happier. She tamed the demon inside me and accepted me for the vicious being that I am, but then, last night she suddenly rejected me without so much as an expla
Sarah drew in a breath as she silently looked down at the pale, unmoving man before her...her mate. Unlike a few weeks ago...there was now no hope within those eyes of hers because frankly, she didn't have it in her to bear any more positive expectations. Everyone (including her) had been deeply anticipating the day Damon would recover from his injuries and open his eyes once again... but that day has not come even now nor will it ever. So whether she liked it or not, it was finally time for her to accept it...to accept the fact that Damon Kalesto was no more.That was the plain truth. As such, the big questions whirling around in her mind was...would it have been different if the reinforcements had gotten there a minute earlier? Would it have been different if Katie had shot the arrow in Damon's direction instead of hers? Would everything be different if she had been the one to sacrifice herself for his sake instead of the other wa
"Stop it..." She mumbled out two soft words, her voice lower than a mouse's squeak. Even if Maxim heard it, he didn't make it obvious since his ear had yet to even twitch in recognition. "Stop it!" Her voice went up an octave, resounding through the whole crooked building. With an annoyed hiss, Maxim finally ceased his attacks whilst Jason himself leapt open a bloodied eye. He wanted to help, he definitely did, but he needed at least a few minutes of undisturbed healing before he would be able to stand once again. And judging by how humongous and angry Maxim's every step was, he knew that in just seconds, she would undoubtedly meet her doom. His wolf; Mattias, curled up in silent defeat, ashamed eyes watching as his helpless Luna succumbed to her death. They could do nothing in the position they were currently in...not for Sarah nor Damon. And that much alone terrorized them both. "Since you're so desperate to die..." Ma
"Kill them!" In the spur of the moment, Katie quickly shoved her thoughts aside and released the last arrow in Sarah's direction. But unfortunately, before she could even see where her decision would take them, the life slowly left her blue eyes and she fell flat against the floor. Following her sudden death, the shifted wolf latched it's teeth into Damon's skin, drawing lines and lines of blood through the deeply punctured wounds. With no one there to stop the flow of blood, Damon's sheer will was only able to keep him conscious for so long...and the sad part was the fact that if he even moved an inch while trying to defend himself, he'd only make it worse....or even end up aiding his own death. On the other hand, Kevin staggered back and gripped his chest when the arrow pierced through him and caused wolvesbane to circulate through his veins. Pain like no other scourged his being and in response, his body weakened drast
"I'm the one who's giving you five seconds to let him go before I sink my claws into her neck." A gleeful voice split through the air, sending dangerous chills down Damon's spine. Her neck? He wasn't talking about Sarah, was he?Slowly, Damon turned his head towards Maxim who was being followed by two black rogue wolves; one already shifted while the other was still in human form.Upon seeing the sight of Maxim holding his batteredmate, Damon's hand unintentionally loosened around Kevin's neck. Kevin immediately used the chance to pluck each of his fingers from around his neck and swiftly escape his clutches, running over to Maxim's side."W-what did you do to her?" His shocked eyes rolled up and down her body over and over again...as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Her arms were wrapped around her stomach and blood was seeping from bruises sprawled over her body. From the way she was close to tumbling over backway, she probably couldn't even st
Boom boom boom! Damon's paws hitting against the ground was more dangerous and thunderous than all else. The strength of each thrust forward was more immense than all else. And the determination pumping through his veins was thicker than all else. His goal...was to find her. His goal...was to hunt and kill whosoever had touched her. His goal...was to save her from their wretched clutches. Those goals...he was pretty close to it judging by the numerous scents that was beginning to disgustingly whip against his nose. That was when he knew it...the scent hiding spray must have started to ware off.Shifting back to human form whilst continuing to run as fast as ever, Damon took a long whiff of every single scent he could and did his best to single out one specific one...the scent of hismate. And it didn't take long to distinguish it among every other. Upon finding it, adrenaline flooded through his body like a shot of electricity, pumping him faster, pushing him harder towa
Sarah's eyes fluttered open and all that she could see was complete and utter darkness. Ignoring the pain that scourged her hand, she twisted around unto her stomach and climbed to her feet. Her beady blue eyes surveyed her surrounding, looking and searching for any source of light. When her eyes pinned on the streak of light escaping through the crack on the wall to her left, she quickly sped over to it. But in the process, her gaze met the unclear sight of splattered blood on the untiled floor. She squinted as her trembling legs slowly turned in that direction.Though she couldn't see very well, she could make out numbers carved into the floor beside the stale blood. Three familiar numbers... 154. How could she not have remembered the same numbers that were burned into the side of her neck? And this place...it was the dungeon that she had been kept in all those years...or at least what remained of it. Why did they bring her here? Why here of all places?Was t
Damon pulled to a stop at the edge of the forest and quickly shifted back to human form. The hundreds of wolves behind him followed his actions, their thunderous paws ceasing to trample upon the grassy ground."Where is mymate?!" The booming voice of Damon surged through the crowd and then shook the mighty forest, frightening animals to the point where they hid as fast as lightening while birds took off into the skies. If mere words were as ruffling as that, then imagine how terrifying it was for the person it was directed at.Jason, who was waiting by the front door, dropped to his knees and lowered his head in shame as soon as the words shook his eardrums. "I still-" he hesitated for a second when Damon took his first threatening step towards him. "I still h-haven't found her."Jason knew very well that this was no simple matter and he knew that he'd be given no simple punishment either....even if it wouldn't be death, it'd still be dreadful. But it was
The journey wasn't a long one for Damon. It didn't feel that way at all, but it was in fact two hours since he had been running through the woods on all fours. The distance probably didn't bother him because of how pumped he had become after his talk with Sarah. She was finally coming around and all he needed to do now, was to get this over with so he could patch things up properly. It was also a huge relief that he'd soon have absolutely nothing to do with Katie. All she had ever been was a wormhole in his life...even now. Besides, not having her around was better for Sarah since there would be no room for misunderstandings anymore.Damon shook his huge wolf form as he finally set his thoughts aside and skidded to a stop once he reached the spot where a vibrant red cloth was tied to a tree. This was it, the spot where he was supposed to rendezvous with those stupid hunters. Yet for some reason, he couldn't hear, smell nor see them. His face contorted suspiciously. What kind
"Sit down, Sarah." Jason said for the umpteenth time in two hours. He had been on his feet since Damon left and not once did he have a chance to stay seated. His task was to keep sight of Sarah at all times and since Sarah was galloping around the room for god knows what, he too had to do the same as well. By now, he wasn't sure if he could keep up with her. "Damon is the Alpha King for gods sake! A few lousy rogues can't kill him.""Being the Alpha King doesn't make him invincible." She argued. Her mind was filled with worries of what could be happening wherever Damon was and as a result, she couldn't stop herself from thinking too hard. "What if something happens to him?""You were the one who was avoiding him. He probably doesn't even have the will to live." Jason's over-dramatic words filled her ears and she glared hard at him, but didn't comment on it. He was standing by kitchen entrance while she was by the counter. "Can't you relax now? I doubt he has even r