Pulling my curly hair out of the shirt Damon tossed me it dawned on me he was waiting for me in the hall making that exit route impossible. I turned and looked out the window, we were on the second floor. The window wasn’t nailed shut like in my room at home so it slide right open. The breeze was nice but by May the heat was nearly unbearable in the south. If I really wanted to leave it was clear I’d have to jump. Running to grab my shoes I realized all I had was stilettos, seeing as I would more than likely be chased those wouldn’t do. I went back to the dresser in search for socks. I grabbed two pairs to layer hoping it would be enough to protect my feet from the heat.As I bent over to shove my feet in the socks I heard a woman’s voice coming from the door. “Damon I just wanted to talk. Please don’t be mad, I love you…” the woman’s voice was cracking as she spoke. Who was she? Was she crying? Was this someone he had be with? Before I could dive too much into thought over it I hear
Damon POVI instantly regretted biting her as soon as I shut the door but what could I do about it? What’s done was done. I knew I had over done it though and I did feel terrible. I was still just so irritated with Dean, and the situation with Chelsea, and I took it out on her. I didn’t want this to be what she pictured when she thought of her life with me.“Damon I just wanted to talk. Please don’t be mad, I love you…” Chels voice snuck up on me like a snake her voice like hisses in my ear. I turned to see her, and was immediately cross with her when I saw she hadn’t even bothered to dress; she was standing in the hall in nothing but lacy underwear, her breast exposed to me. Elena could open this door at any second so I said what I had to to get rid of her slipping my alpha aura out as I did. “I told you to leave. I was trying to spare your feelings but clearly you are a glutton for pain. Yes I met my mate. She felt it when you touched me earlier! You can’t be here anymore!”She snif
Damon POVI laid on the pool table in the game room lost in my loneliness. Elena’s been in a coma for almost 3 weeks now and there’s still no definite sign she’ll wake. She lays nearly lifeless in our bed, making the entire pack house gloomy. The man who attacked Elena turned out to be her fathers Beta, Josh, so I can’t kill him without in-sighting war anymore than my mating Elena already has. He’s rotting in the cell next to Chelsea’s. She claims to have no knowledge of the events, maybe I overreacted with her, but no one was leaving my dungeons until Elena woke to tell her side of the story. If she woke at all that was. If she dies I’m hanging them both in the town square tied by their ankles and recreating every single scratch on Elena’s lifeless body. As I was planning my torcher Dean entered the room. “Sir the Doctor Alan has come round to check on Luna Elena.” I hopped off the pool table marching to my room where the pack doctor was already checking Elena’s pupils. “You said
Elena POVI could hear talking but it was muffled by the screaming ring in my ears. Opening my eyes it was hard to focus on any one face, but then I saw Damon rushing to my side. “ELENA???! Elena?? Can you hear me?” His voice actually sounded like he had concern for me. “Elena can you say anything? We need to know the extent of the damage done to your motor functions.” The old man standing next to him said. He approached me, lifting my eyelids to flash a bright light in my eyes. “Get away from me” I said in a raspy voice. “Ma’am I’m only trying to check your well being, you’ve been through quite a number. My presence is necessary.” The man responded before he went back to checking my pupils. “Not you, him.” Damon looked like I pierced his heart with a silver dagger. “Ma’am the alpha has not left your side in weeks. He’s bathed you, clothed you, kept close eye on your iv bags and has even been sanitizing and medicating your wounds. He cares deeply for your well being you should b
Elena POVAfter Damon finished bathing me he picked me up out of the bath, having the nurse cover me with a towel. I thought he was going to lay me on the bed when he turned towards the door. “What are you doing?! I don’t have any clothes on!” I screeched as the door opened. He didn’t answer me, just kept strolling down the hall, past the doctor in the waiting area, and then out the front door to the pack house. “Damon I know I hurt your feelings but please don’t leave me out here naked.” I pleaded. He rolled his eyes as he laid me in the grass. “I’m not leaving you out here Elena. I understand I’m not your favorite person, but believe I wouldn’t leave my mate outside indecent. I’m going to shift and lick the wounds on your back.” He said before taking his shirt off, exposing his rippling muscles. “That may not work sir, her body is weak, she should really still be upstairs in bed. With your bond not fully formed, the likely hood is that you’ll only expose her to more infection ou
Damon POVElena finally fell asleep around 4 in the morning but I couldn’t. Tonight was very important, not only for us but for my pack, nothing could go wrong. I laid next to her in bed, holding her until the sun started to shine through the window, then I was off to wake Dean. Barging in his room I said “Dean wake up. We’ve got an entire ceremony to plan and less than 12 hours to plan it.” Looking around his room was clean, but not spotless, clothes were draped across the floor. Finally I laid my eyes upon him, and the man in his bed. In a low growl Dean sprung from his bed pushing the man out of him. “Sir I can explain…” my eyes hadn’t left the man grinning at me from underneath Deans sheets. “GAURDS” I yelled. “Alpha it’s not what it looks like, Josh and I were just- just-“Taking a few steps towards him I wondered “Just- Just- what Dean? Just- just- canoodling the man that tried to raped my mate? Just- Just- talking strategy on how to get back at me for mating Elena? Just- Ju
Elena POVI was awaken by a long deep red velvet dress landing on my face. I pushed it away to find Jesse staring down at me. “What are you doing here?!” I screamed as I lunged from the bed to hug her. I was instantly reminded of the wounds on my back when she wrapped her arms around me. After I recoiled away from her she apologized and said “Your soon to be baby daddy called me to come for your ceremony. He had me pick out some stuff for you. He’s built like a Greek god, I’m jealous! Anyway let’s get ready!” “Ready? The ceremony isn’t until closer to midnight?” “Honey you’ve been sleeping all day. It’s about to be 8 o’clock. He told me I couldn’t wake you but if I didn’t you wouldn’t have time to look smashing tonight. I did what had to be done.” She said with a shrug. “Oh, I didn’t realize I slept so long” I must have looked deep in thought because she started snapping her fingers in my face trying to bring me back down to earth. We moved to the bathroom where she started twirl
I opened the door face planting into Jesse who winced then awkwardly laughed. “Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry.” I said as I tried to lift myself off her but my arms buckled underneath me landing me right back on top of her. As I landed the second time she cried. “Jesse I’m so sorry, are you hurt? What’s wrong?!” I frantically said. Damon leaned down and helped me off her but Jesse remained doubled over on the floor, she began to weep clenching her stomach. After making sure I was steady he released me and began rolling her dress up, she tried to fight him off but he was still able to twist the dress exposing integrate bruises starting at the top of her thighs which only deepened in color wrapping around her back stopping right below her breast or at least that’s all we could see as her breasts were wrapped in bandages. “Elena” Damon said in a low authoritative tone “Grab my phone from the dresser and dial Alan. Tell him to come up here immediately.” I quickly trampled to the dresser,
I ran as fast as my legs would go until I was back out at the front of the castle where the sweet little fairy met me just moments ago. I was holding back tears when I asked “How do I get down?” Peony fluttered over to me searching my face for a tale but I wasn’t giving her one. I didn’t want anyone to know what they claimed me to be. Someone couldn’t be a Lycian and a Witch. No one has ever heard of it in the hundreds of years of history before us so why now? And why me?!After a moment of silence she waved her hand and a glass staircase appeared leading to the ground; she then rushed into the castle no doubt to tell Queen Eira I was leaving the grounds. I hesitated, because the last time I left my mate it ended terribly for me, then sprinted down the staircase, onto the main road until I was back at the shops we passed on the way in. All of the shops were open with green lines painted in front of their doors.One shop in-particularly caught my eye, it was a small apothecary and the
Eira and Damon glided down the hallway in long strides as I slumped along behind them; my mind in a blur. My mother and father were never friendly to me, but I still loved them and the thought they knew about this wrapped my brain in barbed wire causing a migraine. We reached the end of the mossy stone hall and came to an abrupt stop in front of a massive painting that covered the entire wall. The painting was of a tall wrinkly old man in royal blue robes. The plaque that was hung on the crumbling wooden frame said ‘General Fontaine 1802-1856’ “How is the picture of some dead general going to prove anything Eira?” Damon snapped“I understand you are frustrated Damon but remember whose land you are one, and watch your tone when you speak to me. Our friendship will only get you so far.” She snapped back before placing her delicate fingers beneath the frame pulling it away from the wall exposing a large iron gate. She reached into her grey dress and pulled a long skeleton key from betwe
We walked for miles in complete and utter silence. I could still feel the rage radiating between us like he was waging war on me. I still don’t understand how I was supposed to not say a word when He snapped a childs neck for no reason other than his own jealousy in front of the boys brother. Absolutely Victor should not have made such vulgar remarks about his mate but he didn’t have to pay for it with his life. Nor should the pack have to live under such cruel scrutiny. I looked over at Damon but he continued walking straight ahead pretending not to notice me; however I could feel the regret growing through our connection. He was going to need more than regret to get out of this one. After a few hours of walking through the forrest we finally stopped at a giant green brick wall that stretched as far as the eye could see. Two ginger headed women stood guard at the iron gate. “We have a meeting with Queen Eira.” Damon spoke with confidence. The gate arose as the guards recited a wa
Damon dragged me past a couple trees until he thought our pack was safely out of ear shot and definitely out of view before turning and pushing me against a tall oak tree pressing my face against the bark. “What are you doing?!” I belted His hands explored my body until he reached my workout shorts. His long fingers slowly seeped into my waistband dropping them just below my ass. “Damon someone is going to see us” I said struggling against him.“It was so hot when you just took control like that. You are so sexy.” He responded while sliding his fingers between my ass to reach my clit. Damon’s body was pressed firmly against mine; I could feel his massive bulge through his shorts which he rubbed into me. He backed away and I felt his other hand grasp my waist pulling my ass backwards towards him. “Damon we can’t do this now” I moaned.Damon responded by railing his rock hard cock into me making me gasp and stumble. He started pumping his length into me harder and harder. I had to h
Damon and I spent half the night in each others warm embrace, talking about the horrible deed his closest friend and adviser unknowingly inflicted upon me. After Damon slipped off into dreamland I laid wide awake next to him my brain spinning over the information he filled my skull with. Not only was my dad a vicious monster to me, he cheated on my mother with a witch, then allowed that witch to escape after she killed my mates mother. He bullied me my entire life over doing the ‘right thing’ for our pack to ensure the bloodline was kept pure when he soiled our bloodline every chance he got with someone who wasn’t even a wolf. I had no doubt that Damon told me the full truth he knew because I could feel his sincerity through our bond but I still couldn’t help but feel like I was missing information. I needed answers and I hoped the head witch could give me some. I placed a sweet kiss on his lips then rolled over to try and sleep. I felt his arm trace down my side before pulling me c
When the psychiatrist arrived she rushed me out of the room and as the door clicked shut I instantly felt Damons emotional turmoil raise up through our bond again. I knew our bond couldn’t fix the pain that wedged itself into his heart but if being near him made it better I didn’t want to leave his side. I paced anxiously back and forth in the hall outside our room until the therapist re-emerged. “Do you have his meds? He’ll need to take them now. He’s going to be out of it for a few days until his body gets used to the dosages again and that’s completely normal. Any mood swings he may feel over the next few days are too be expected as well. He should be back to himself in a few days, when he is have him call me and set up an appointment.” She said using a long serious pause before starting up again. “He wants to tell you things that he holds close to his chest but he’s afraid of your reaction. He’s asking for you, try to control your own emotions so you don’t set him off”“I’ll keep
I straddled Damon tracing my fingers in the groves of his abs beneath his shirt but I still felt sadness flowing through our bond. His face was distorted like he retreated into the back of his mind. “Damon?…”“My mother used to love these flowers…” his voice was hardly existent. He sat up shifting my ass to the bed beside him not breaking his view of the mural. I could feel a tidal wave of vexation, depression, and guilt taking hold of the connection between us. “Hey look at me…” I said as I pulled his face to mine then continued “what is going on with you.. since I’ve been able to feel the connection between us I’ve only ever felt happiness once, during the ceremony, but here we are right back to this guilty sadness..”“It’s complicated Elena” he said standing from the bed making his way towards the bathroom. “Don’t walk away from me! If it’s complicated then explain it to me!”“I just need a few minutes El!” He screamed allowing his aura to slip, slamming the door behind him.The
We laid there wrapped in each other’s arms on the floor for several moments before Damon stood up reaching out his hand to me. “We should really get you something to eat before the goddess makes you shift.” He said as he pulled me up from the ground. “Yes I’m starving” I said collapsing into his chest. His touch was different now, some how more exotic and exciting. Damon pulled my dress straight adjusting my straps and making sure the bottom slits preserved my modesty. In return I buttoned up his shirt as he buckled his belt. He interlocked his fingers in mine when we were both finished dressing and guided me off the stage, once we reached the bottom I looked out to the crowd who had made a line at the bottom of the stair case to meet me, each member of the pack holding a single onyx helleborus, which was a beautiful black flower that had multiple rows of petals. I greeted each pack member taking every flower, by the end I had a massive bouquet I could hardly hold. Damon took all t
I opened the door face planting into Jesse who winced then awkwardly laughed. “Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry.” I said as I tried to lift myself off her but my arms buckled underneath me landing me right back on top of her. As I landed the second time she cried. “Jesse I’m so sorry, are you hurt? What’s wrong?!” I frantically said. Damon leaned down and helped me off her but Jesse remained doubled over on the floor, she began to weep clenching her stomach. After making sure I was steady he released me and began rolling her dress up, she tried to fight him off but he was still able to twist the dress exposing integrate bruises starting at the top of her thighs which only deepened in color wrapping around her back stopping right below her breast or at least that’s all we could see as her breasts were wrapped in bandages. “Elena” Damon said in a low authoritative tone “Grab my phone from the dresser and dial Alan. Tell him to come up here immediately.” I quickly trampled to the dresser,