"I'll be right back." Damon quickly rushed out, following after Sarah who had ran down the hall as if she had fire on her tail. How could he not have known that she been eavesdropping on their conversation. She was standing right at the door! That's approximately five feet or six feet away from him! Had he been THAT caught up in his conversation that he didn't realize that her scent had drawn closer towards him? He didn't even hear her footsteps either! What kind of werewolf does that?
Damon cursed under his breath. Sarah was now a few seconds away from reaching her room and knowing that she was probably rushing in order to shut the door before he could reach her, Damon fastened his steps and pressed his hand against the door the moment after she stepped inside. Sarah's eyes widened when she realized that her attempt to escape went utterly in vein."I w-wasn't eavesdropping on y-your conversation!" She quickly started to deny before he could even voice his accusati"You and Liam got dirty when you weren't in heat." He reminded as his fingers finally brushed her soft cheeks, eliciting tingles along their skin. "...so I want you to kiss me...now...while you're in complete control of your actions."Sarah wasn't sure about it all, both her feelings and this whole situation...maybe it was the breathtaking look in his eyes or maybe she was just deeply bewitched by his lips that became more appealing the closer he got....but she knew that there was something there, something like a magnetic pull that made her draw closer instead of pulling away from him, something that made her mouth water instead of turning down in disgust, something that made her anticipate the collision of their lips as well as whatever came afterwards.In that moment all thoughts had evaporated, and every fibre of her being was screaming 'kiss him'. A poor human like her could only do little to resist and within seconds, she had allowed their lips to connect, boosti
Sarah shifted to get herself comfortable as she struggled to comb through Damon's hair. After he managed to force Jason out of the house, he had demanded that they finished what they had started. At first, she had been covered with red when she made the mistake of thinking that he was talking about intimate things. But then, he managed to burst her bubble by enlightening her of the fact that he was referring to his half finished hair. Of course, she wasn't supposed to feel disappointed because considering their half sour, half evolving relationship, she was in no position to covet anything that Damon could give her...and in this case what she shouldn't covet was... pleasure.She had accepted his rather sloppy apology...if she could even call it that. But that didn't mean that they had suddenly become best buddies! Damon was still Damon...reserved and impassive, if you disregarded that one time when he happened to smile without even realizing it. So naturally, she was still wa
Sarah walked up the stairs with both her hands occupied by the large tray she was holding. Trixie and Haguy happened to mention a few minutes ago that they were craving fried chicken, but since Damon wasn't home, they weren't sure if they could go get some without his prior permission. Sarah had heard them talking when she passed the living room and immediately saw it as the perfect opportunity to busy herself. The thing is, her mind was doing more work than she could even manage so she needed a getaway.Damon had started to treat her somewhat nice and she wasn't sure how she should perceive it. Yesterday she tripped and fell to the floor and he almost dragged her out of the house saying that she needed to go to the infirmary. It was funny how he had watched her fall from a high stair without batting an eye, but was now getting worried over a simple little misstep. And what's worse, he even brought her a whole box of chocolates the day before, claiming that it was a g
Damon curled his fingers around the door handle and twisted, pushing his way inside. And the very moment he stepped in, he found Sarah behind the door as she waited for him with a plate in her hands. Her hair was flying in all directions, the spot around her mouth was filled with chicken crumbs and...she smelled of alcohol. Damon frowned. Where the hell did she get alcohol when she doesn't even know where it's kept?...Unless she got it from Trixie and Haguy. He raked a hand through his hair as anger ran through him like wildfire. He should've kicked them both out the moment the thought crossed his mind. If he had done that, then Sarah wouldn't have been in this state...a drunken state, the kind where she doesn't even know what in heaven's name she's doing."You're drunk." Damon deadpanned, looking at her sway from side to side as she smiled at him.She shook her head. "I'm perfectly fine! Do I look drunk to you?" She gestured to herself with her hand while givi
Sarah pressed her back against the wall and stuck her head out to peep over the banister. When her eyes didn't catch any sight of Damon Kalesto, she hurried down and tiptoed into the kitchen.Why was she moving around like ninja? Well there was only one reason why she desperately needed to do what she was doing...She needed to stay out of Damon's sight. What she did yesterday and what she said, was totally not something that would've happened had she been sober. She was an embarrassment to her own self. Which was why she had been hiding out in Trixie and Haguy's room ever since she woke up.And she would've been completely out of Damon's sight had one of her so-called friends brought her a bottle of water to quench her thirst. They traitorously refused to go downstairs, since apparently they too were in hiding because they thought Damon would punish them for getting her drunk. That was utterly ridiculous though. Damon was ruthless and all, but who would punish women be
"Damon?" Sarah called, sticking her head into the kitchen as her eyes rotated around the room. Trixie and Haguy were getting ready to leave at the moment. It was sad to see them go as soon as they finally became friends, but there was absolutely no talking them out of it. They were already hell bent on leaving. But could you blame them? They were forced to stay in an empty house by themselves, and not just any house but the home belonging to the most ruthless man alive. Who knows what kind of atrocities they've been through?Then again, she had never seen Damon mistreat them, except for that one time when he demanded that they got out of their OWN room. It was unfair of her to keep calling him ruthless and vicious when, if you asked her, he didn't seem that way at all...well not anymore. Thinking about it now, he wasn't that bad from the beginning. Whenever she thought he'd do something crazy like hitting her or eating her alive, he always surprised her by doing something u
"He likes me." Sarah plucked another rose petal, her lips spreading apart as she looked down at the last remaining two. She had been at it for a few minutes and by now, she already knew what her answer would be and yet, she ignored it and carried on anyway as if she wasn't aware."He likes me not." She plucked another quail petal that wrinkled in her grasp, and this time her lips pushed themselves together and trembled in anticipation while her eyelids drifted further apart."He...likes me." She plucked the very last petal. When the realization shot through her body like electricity, she quickly released the petal from the hold of her fingertips, letting it flitter to the ground against the soft breeze. As for the empty stem that laid still in her other hand like a terrible reminder of the perplexity she was currently facing, she dropped it as well but instead of letting it rest peacefully against the trimmed lawn grass, she lifted her bare feet and trampled upon i
"Is there a reason why you keep spacing out?" Damon asked, side-eyeing Sarah as they walked through the mall. She shook her head without a word, making his eyes twitch in annoyance. "Then is there a reason why you've been avoiding my gaze? Did you do something wrong?"Sarah tensed at that. Had she done something wrong? Seeing the photo of him and a woman by chance isn't considered wrong, right? But she had a feeling that if she told him exactly that, then he'd only get angry. He must've kept the drawer closed for a reason. That photo obviously wasn't meant to be seen."No." She paused. "I was just thinking.""Then stop thinking. It's irritating.""I can't just stop th-" she halted her sentence when Damon shot her a look. "Fine.""If there's anything you want, just say so. You can't have me picking out everything when you're the one whose going to wear it." He said and Sarah smiled a bit. It was in these times that she somehow forgot that he's 'supposed' to b
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