Irina’s POV
I stretch my limbs out, feeling the ache of my muscles and the dull throb between my legs, reminding me of the intense night. Every moment with Damien had been amazing, he had taken his time getting to know my body and I had done the same in return. We were more than compatible; we were perfect for each other. I roll over and take in the mess of the room and let out a laugh, we really had been busy! I realise that Damien isn’t next to me and hadn’t been for some time, the floor was cold but his scent still hung in the air. I lay back and stretch again, a smile spreading across my face as images of us flashed through my mind.
“Getting up sleepy head?” Damien’s voice filters in through my mind.
“I guess”, I groan back at him and feel him laugh. He tells me he is in the kitchen and will still be there when I decide to make an appearance.
Making the most of my time alone, I hop in the shower before s
Damien’s POVIt wasn’t at all what I wanted, and I knew it wouldn’t be what Irina wanted. As I listen to Gunnar, it all makes sense. Irina was the Blood Alpha, the only heir to the throne. There was no denying it, it was who she was and she wouldn’t be able to deny it either. Alphas could not just leave their packs, they had to be killed or forced to bow to another Alpha.“And I guess you want me to tell her?” I mumble at Gunnar, already knowing the answer.He nods his head, “You are mated, it is best that it comes from you”I hand him a plate of food. I had come down purposely to make breakfast for Irina and myself, but the huge man had already made himself comfortable at the table and had poured himself a coffee. “Alpha Damien, we need to discuss your mate”He could talk while I cooked. I was starving and I was certain Irina would be too. He told me that her Blood is what makes her the A
Irina’s POVStaring into Gunnar’s eyes was weird. It wasn’t the same as looking into Damien’s or even Ivan’s, it felt like I was breaking him down in some way, invading his own thoughts in a way that he could not resist me. I tell him to bring Blood Pack to Black Crescent, including the people that had stayed behind in the mountains. It would be the last time I would use the mind control. It just didn’t sit right with me but at least I wouldn’t have to go all the way to the mountains, and I would get to stay with Damien.“Are you sure this is what you want?” Damien looks out the window and watches Gunnar disappear into the forest.“I can’t Damien, I just can’t leave not now, not ever. I should never have tried to leave.” He nods his head at me, but I could see by his wrinkled forehead that he was deep in thought. “Besides, I can’t leave you with a witches spell on you.&rdqu
Irina’s POVDamien leads me to the dungeon. The guy who had announced Ivan’s death walked on the other side of Damien. They talk about the possibilities, suggesting who might have killed Ivan if he hadn’t killed himself. We all knew that Ivan had a ridiculous amount of enemies, including those in his own pack. The girl who had been raised as his sibling was his biggest living enemy. Yet, I still couldn’t imagine Rosy doing it, even after what Damien had told me about her.The guy pushes the door open, the smell of blood and faeces hits me hard and Damien apologises, telling me the dungeon was not a priority to clean. I nod, holding a hand to my mouth, trying to prevent myself from vomiting and adding to the nauseating smell.“Are you alright? You don’t have to be here you know?” Damien holds an arm around me.“It’s fine” I try holding my breath, but it just made it ten times worse. “I just
Damien’s POVI understood what Irina was trying to say. I may not have liked it, but I understood.For some reason, she just didn’t believe that Ivan would kill himself and maybe she was right, maybe he hadn’t. Honestly, I didn't care either way, he was dead! If it hadn't been for Irina, then his body would have been burned and we would have all moved on!I could see how worked up Irina was, and as Ivan had died on my land, I had to be involved, whether I liked it or not.The main thing that was not making sense, was that Ivan had no visitors, not even Rosy, his so-called sister or cousin, or whatever she was too him. Come to think of it, I had not seen Rosy in a while!Not only did I have to figure out who killed Ivan, even if it were true. I was also now worried that Irina would welcome the Blood Pack with open arms. Though she was not talking much about them right now. Her priority seemed to be Ivan.As she verbalised he
Irina’s POVI couldn’t help myself,As Damien stands in front of me, I hear the gentle and steady thud of his heartbeat. Beating in time with my own. His deep green eyes burn into my own, looking deep into my soul. I knew what he wanted before I even got here. The way he asked me to come to his office, the desire evident in his voice. I thought I could fight it.I had been fighting against Raine all morning, fighting against my own heat. It had been difficult, every single time I looked at him, an overwhelming urge to rip off his clothes ran through me. Why was I fighting it so bad, it was what I wanted, it was what we wanted and yet, I had been determined to fight it, to not let myself be consumed by sex.Standing here in front of him, I couldn’t fight it anymore. His lustful scent hitting me, and I run my fingers down over his stomach, keeping my eyes on his as my fingers dipped into his waistband.He lets out a low growl at my
Two weeks laterDamien’s POV.It had been a quiet couple of weeks in the pack. Not so much in the bedroom but Irina’s heat was coming to an end, for now. We knew Gunnar and the rest of the pack were on their way back. They had taken longer than planned, literally packing up everything to move their lives to Black Crescent.There had been no sign of Rosy, it was like she had disappeared into thin air. Nor had there been any more signs or clues pointing to Ivan’s death. The likelihood of his murderer, pointing straight at Rosy. Irina wouldn’t even contemplate the idea that it might have been Rosy. I don’t know why, maybe it was because Rosy was her first friend, but anytime I brought it up, Irina would shut it down immediately.My guards were still working around the clock, ‘protecting’ Ivan’s dead body.“They will be here today!” Irina storms into my office, throwing herself down on a chair
Irina’s POVI was so hungry. Nothing seemed to fill me up at the moment, my stomach like a bottomless pit. If I wasn’t hungry, I was constantly needing to use the bathroom. Damien watches me as I work my way through my cheeseburgers. They were so good, hitting just the right spot, satisfying my stomach.“Not hungry?” I ask between mouthfuls. Damien had only ordered himself a coffee, but he sits watching me, a knowing smile on his face.“What is it?” I wipe my cheek, wondering if I had ketchup on my face, but the grin stays.He doesn’t get a chance to answer as the wave of nausea hits, just as the final mouthful touches my stomach.“Bathroom’s that way” Damien points behind me, like he was expecting me to be sick. Barely making it into the bathroom, I throw myself towards the sink. Everything I had eaten, making a reappearance.A gentle knock at the door comes and I tell them to go a
Damien’s POVI knew it, it was too obvious for her too not be pregnant. Her happiness does not match my own, in fact she looks sad, heartbroken.“What’s the matter?”She mutters my name again and I realise what she is trying to say. Our child will be the heir of Blood Pack but they would be my heir too.An Alpha by blood and an Alpha by fate. A child born from two Alphas, something that had never been heard of.“The note” Aiden mutters.He was right, the note had said ‘The last Blood Alpha,” maybe it had never been about Irina, maybe it had been about our child.“What are we going to do?” Her voice was quiet as she looks down at the floor, her hand resting on her stomach.“We are going to raise a happy and healthy child.” It was what we needed to focus on, but I needed answers. I needed to find out if this really is the only case in the world.&ldquo