Serena's POVThe vehicle finally comes to a stop, directly at the entrance of crescent moon high international high School, bringing my thoughts back to the presence as I divert my focus from the window of the car back to Damon who is still relaxed in his seat, trying to prepare his school amenities before we step inside. I continue to look at him with a lot of desperate questions ringing through my mind but I don't have the nerve to ask any since we have not been so close to getting to that certain level of communication. I just feel so confused and my brain is currently having a hard time to process what I witnessed back at the mansion when he used a split second to get himself ready for school. That is literally the most crazy thing I have ever witnessed in my life because... Good goddess I can't describe it. It was like he was standing there with his house wear on and then I closed my eyes and opened it to see him in his school uniform, already set and prepared with his beaut
Serena's POVThe powerful sensations I feel, that moves through my body at that contact, makes me shiver a little and I don't know how I wrap my arms tightly against his head to gain control of my position on his laps.Okay that took me off guard. I shake my head and struggle to get down from his lap but he is not giving me the chance as he slips his hands into my skirt and begins to squeeze my ass beneath my skirt furiously, sending so many powerful, rippling, sensations down between my legs. "Damon... What are you... doing?"I find myself shivering and whispering his name uncontrollably.he begins to unhook my bra and my eyes go wide with so much craziness. I don't even know how he had managed to take off half of my shirt and half of my bra forcing one of my breasts to pop out without control. He buries his face against it and begins to suck against my nipple, forcing me to arch my back while he squeezes my ass beneath my skirt holding me tightly to himself till I can feel his h
Serena's POV I am desperate for some strange reason unknown to me and I have no fucking power to control it. Damon takes hold of my waist and adjusts himself against me pulling me down to himself and I moan feeling his hard member forcing its way deep into my pussy making me clench tightly against it with a very powerful raw desire that makes it feel as if my brain has been split open. I am panting excessively hard as I cling tightly to him trying to regain my strength from that powerful orgasm I just had with that one strike. Goddess it feels so fucking good and I have no control over it. "Oh my god baby." Damon whispers and quickly takes off my uniform shirt and then he removes my bra leaving me completely naked with only my skirt on. He buries his face against my breasts and sucks on each of my nipples holding me tightly against himself as I begin to move my waist against him with all the craving in my body crying out loud at the powerful sensations I am feeling in my puss
Serena's POVHow the hell wasn't I able to control myself? I mean I have no excuse right now. I wasn't drunk. "I need to go. " I tell him immediately as I quickly move away from him towards my side of the chair and grab my bra and shirt and then my panty. Goddess this is just so fucking embarrassing. I quickly put them on ignoring his stare as he also begins to put on his clothes immediately. "I know you are trying to avoid what happened here but you know it's inevitable right? ""Fuck you. And fuck the day I ever met you. "He looks stunned by my reply but I am not ready to deal with that right now. "If you know what is good for you don't you ever fucking come close to me again. "I look at him as he frowns. He probably wasn't expecting me to say that but then what was he expecting me to say? "That was a very sweet lovely experience baby. can we do this again next time??"Uurghh. I hate him now more than ever for doing this to me. "Serena...""Don't fucking call me. And don'
Serena's POVI scrunch my face as I get to my locker and open it rapidly, tossing some books inside and slamming it immediately with the irritation in my body. I can't understand myself right now and I don't know what is going on. Why the hell am I feeling irked about the thought of it when it's what happened a few minutes ago? Why didn't I feel like this then? When was it so extremely freaking hard to resist when he began to touch me? I remember the feeling of his lips against my nipples and it makes me bite against my bottom lip with frustration. That heavy sensation returns back to my body and I blink my eyelids rapidly. Great, I guess this crazy stupid feeling is inevitable. I should really stop thinking about this. I close my eyes and take a deep breath about to turn around when I suddenly bump into somebody, forcing me to open my eyes quickly to say Cassidy and Luna standing in front of me, giving me questioning looks. "Uhhm. What the hell happened to you Serena? You l
Serena's POVI roll my eyes and keep my attention focused on the book in front of me, trying my best to make sure that Cassidy and Luna are ignoring him just as I am. I am glad they are following my lead as we focus on the books directly in front of us chatting with each other and smiling as though we are not aware of the person that is slowly approaching us. He finally comes to a stop directly in front of me by my table and slams his palm against it, calling my attention. I am forced to jerk back with shock, not quite expecting that impact. I look up at him with anger. "Hey. " I get up from my seat and point at him giving him a cold stare. "You should watch how you walk up to people and attend to them when invading in their personal spaces. "God I feel ashamed talking to him right now. It's so hard to take away the image of the experience between us and his car a few moments ago. Fuck. I avoid his gaze and look at the table in front of me.He looks at me for a brief minute an
Serena's POVI continue to stare at Damon with all the infuriation and anger I can muster, but Luna and Cassidy walk up to me, standing on either side and taking hold of my hands, trying to pacify me."It's okay, Serena. Just ignore him, okay? Pretend he's not even here. You know how he is," Cassidy says as I close my eyes and exhale deeply, picking up my backpack from the ground and dropping it against my chair.It might be incredibly difficult, but it's the only solution I have right now.After all the drama and everything that has transpired in the past few days, culminating in him dropping me off at school, I have an intense headache, struggling to keep up with everything.It's simply overwhelming and too much to handle.I'm not going to let his frustration get to me this time.I'm just going to let it pass me by as if nothing has ever happened.But then I look up to see him still standing in his position, smiling at me, probably gloating over the fact that he's succeeding in rili
Serena's POV“Uhhmm, Serena, you are still in school! Okay, you could still get into detention.” Cassidy stands in my way and tries to pacify me, but I’m not listening to her right now. I shove her aside with all the power in my body, and everyone gasps.Yeah, I guess I might have accidentally slipped and revealed my super strength.“Shit,” Cassidy curses and attempts to stand in front of me again, bracing herself against my hand, but I’m not budging.“Well, I really like what I see. Isn’t that the beautiful, ferocious side of the almighty Serena Blackthorn? This is the classroom, and it’s not a convenient place for us to settle this, so why don’t we just take it outside?”Okay, this time a lot of phones are up, and it kind of increases the anger in my body. I suddenly scream at him, but Luna quickly places her hand over my mouth, sharply pulling me back.“Serena!” she says with a loud whisper in my ears. “Your fangs are out. What the hell are you doing? Control yourself.”For some st
Isabella sits motionless in her classroom, her fingers drumming lightly against the polished surface of her desk, her expression a mask of simmering rage. Around her, the school buzzes with the aftermath of the earlier chaos—the fire alarm has sent students into a frenzy, but now the initial excitement is fading. None of it matters to Isabella. The world outside her seething thoughts is insignificant. Her mind is fixated on a singular purpose: revenge.She replays the events of yesterday, the sting of betrayal carving deeper into her heart with each recollection. Damon had dared to strike her—to slap her—over that wretched half-breed. The memory of it is a scorching brand against her pride. Her blood burns with indignation, her magic simmering just beneath the surface, aching for release. Serena will pay for this. For all of it.As her anger churns, her power responds instinctively. The pen on her desk lifts into the air, spinning slowly at first before picking up speed, a silent exte
The air between them is thick with heat, a wild, uncontrollable force that neither of them can fight any longer. Damon's grip on her tightens, his hands pressing her against the rough bark of the tree as if she is the only thing keeping him tethered to this world. His breath is ragged, his chest rising and falling with the same desperate hunger that courses through her veins.His lips trail along her neck, his fangs grazing her skin, sending an electric shiver down her spine. She clutches onto his hair, her fingers weaving through the soft strands as he presses his body against hers. A soft gasp escapes her when his tongue brush down her chest, tracing the curves of her body with possessive intent. Every touch is a claim, a silent declaration of a desire too long restrained.Damon moves with unrelenting need, his hands sliding beneath the fabric of her shirt, his fingers slowly undoing each button with agonizing precision. The moment her bra comes undone, his lips find her skin, press
SERENA'S POVRight now, the only thing consuming my mind is finding a way to evade the relentless presence of Lucian, the ever-watchful vampire bodyguard standing like an immovable force at the entrance of my classroom. Cassidy, Luna, and I have already devised a plan—a desperate attempt at freedom. Whether it will work or not, we don't know. But at this point, we have no choice but to try.Lucian is no fool. He knows we're up to something, and his suspicion lingers in the air like a storm waiting to break. We are well aware that he has likely heightened his senses, making him ten times more perceptive than before. He is watching us, analyzing our every move, waiting for us to slip. But that's fine. Because we are watching him too.Throughout the entire class, I can feel his gaze drilling into me, a constant reminder of the chains wrapped around my freedom. His frustration is palpable, especially since he cannot decipher what we are plotting. Our whispers would have given us away, but
SERENA'S POV*What are you thinking, Serena?*Cassidy and Luna's voices barely register in my mind as I remain trapped in my own thoughts. My bodyguard, Lucian, is an oppressive shadow behind me, his presence suffocating, a constant reminder of the cage my father has placed around me. My stomach churns with frustration, my fingers tightening around the edge of my locker as I glance toward my friends. Lowering my voice to a whisper, I murmur just loud enough for them to hear."I need to find a way to evade him," I breathe, desperation lacing my words. "There has to be some way to slip past him, even for just a few minutes."Before I can even process my next thought, a firm, unrelenting grip clasps around my wrist. My heart lurches as I snap my head up, locking eyes with Lucian's unreadable, piercing gaze."I can hear you," he states flatly, his voice devoid of any amusement. "Enhanced senses. Your whispers might as well be shouts."Damn it. A sharp pang of realization cuts through me.
SERENA'S POVI wake up the next morning with a burning anger simmering beneath my skin. Frustration coils in my chest like a snake, tightening its grip with every breath I take. The events of yesterday replay in my mind on an endless loop—my father's controlling grip on my life, his suffocating rules, his ruthless determination to keep me away from Damon. It all fuels the fire raging inside me, a wildfire of defiance that refuses to be extinguished.Throwing the blankets off me, I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and sit up, running a shaky hand through my tangled hair. My jaw clenches as I try to will away the sharp sting of helplessness curling in my stomach. I refuse to be powerless. I refuse to let him dictate my life. With renewed determination, I yank open my wardrobe, pull on my uniform in stiff, deliberate movements, and sling my backpack over my shoulder. Every motion feels like an act of rebellion, no matter how small.Downstairs, the house is eerily silent, but the ai
Serena's POVI sink back against my bed, biting down hard on my bottom lip as my mind swirls with endless thoughts. Damon went on that rampage because of me. He did all of that just to protect me. The weight of that realization presses down on me, making it hard to breathe. My mind replays the last thing I remember before everything went dark—the brutal wizard's fists landing blow after blow, the sharp, crushing pain radiating through my body, making me feel like my bones are literally being shattered. Each strike sends shockwaves through me, the agony so intense that I almost convince myself that my body won't be able to withstand it. The memory makes me shudder, but when I shift my body slightly, I realize something shocking—every ounce of pain I felt then has completely disappeared. My injuries, the ones that had left me feeling like I was on the brink of death, are gone.I exhale shakily, trying to process what this means. Maybe my vampire abilities have healed me while I was unco
Damon's POVI slam the door shut behind me, the echo ringing through the empty apartment. Our apartment. The one Serena and I are supposed to share, the place where we are meant to live our lives together. Now, it feels like a hollow shell, mocking me with its silence. The air is thick with the weight of everything that has happened, and I feel like I'm suffocating in it.Frustration boils in my veins as I pace back and forth, fists clenching and unclenching. My mind replays the scene over and over again—Serena struggling against her father, the desperation in her eyes, the way she called out to me before he dragged her away. The helplessness I felt in that moment is unbearable. I should've done more. I should've fought harder. But what was I supposed to do? Start a war right there in the middle of the road? Risk losing her forever if things escalated beyond control?With a deep breath, I force myself to sit on the couch, leaning my head back. I need to calm down. I need to think. The
Serena's POVMy throat is raw from shouting, but I refuse to stop. "Let me go!" I scream, struggling against my father's unyielding grip. My body burns with frustration, muscles aching from the effort of trying to free myself. I wish—just for a second—that I had the strength to land a solid punch right on his arrogant face, to make him feel even a fraction of the pain he's causing me."Enough, Serena! We're going home," he commands, his voice cold and unwavering, like steel hardened by centuries of power. "This ridiculous infatuation ends tonight.""Infatuation?" I spit the word back at him. "You have no idea what this is. We have a deeper connection than anything you could understand."I whip my head around, my desperate gaze finding Damon. He slowly rises from where he had fallen on the road, dusting himself off with deliberate slowness, eyes locked onto mine with a tortured expression. He wants to come to me, I know he does. Just like I want to run into his arms and never let go. T
Damon's POVI remain motionless in my spot, every muscle in my body coiled tight, as I watch the tense confrontation unfold between Serena's parents. The night air is thick with unspoken threats and bitter resentment. The moon casts a pale, ghostly glow over the clearing, illuminating the raw emotions on their faces.Frederick's grip on Serena is unwavering, his stance rigid with determination, his fingers digging into her arm as if to physically restrain not just her body but her will. His imposing figure, clad in his signature dark robe, radiates dominance—an undeniable force, one that has controlled and dictated her life for too long."Let me go!" Serena's voice rings through the clearing, filled with desperation and fury. She struggles against his hold, her movements frantic, like a caged bird fighting against steel bars. "You have no right to keep me away from him!"Frederick's face hardens, his expression carved from stone. "No daughter of mine will ever be involved with a bruta