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LanaAfter Damon’s speech, he introduced May. He called her one of them, and also a traitor. His expression was stoic all through as he summarizes our ordeal with the vampires, beginning from Sera’s abduction, then everything that happens afterward . In the end, the pack agreed to put her on house arrest.“Her house is close to Shrouded Peaks, how long do you think she will survive before the vampires find her?” “I hope they find her tonight and make her life miserable like she made Alpha’s. I can't believe she's the woman who harmed Alpha that day.”“I’m still struggling to believe that Alpha was able to deceive everyone that he isn't blind for almost a week” Another whispered voice echoes from the Elders’ children near me, and I notice their mates staring intently at me.I quickly avert my gaze, but it meets with Hunter’s and I look away. Blinking hard as I return my attention to Damon.His imposing presence is comforting in the daily lit forest, and the rustles of leaves under our
“Alpha, Beta Hunter is here.” One of the guards at the front gate announces Hunter’s unexpected appearance before he departs. Hunter’s jaw tightens as he stares at the couple before Hunter. His keen ear catches the question Damon just threw at Lana, even from the considerable distance between them, and it raises his suspicions. As he approaches them, Hunter's steely gaze meets Damon's penetrating ones, and he notices the irritation in them. “Are you still parading yourself as my Beta?” The Alpha questions Hunter as soon as he stands before him.Hunter smirks confidently, his icy blue eyes locked with Damon's dark eyes. “Old habits die hard, Alpha. I may not hold the position officially, but you know where my loyalty lies.”Damon's gaze hardens as he stares at Hunter, his steely expression inciting tension in the corridor. “What do you have to say that can't wait until tomorrow?” He snarls, his tone reflecting his lack of appreciation for Hunter’s presence.Hunter remains silent, hi
“Thank you..” Lana’s voice echoes in Alpha Damon’s ear, and his jaw tightens, subtle anger flickering in his eyes as he watches Hunter’s retreating figure.He maintains his composure, then shifts to meet her widened gaze with his dark piercing eyes. “Don't thank me for sparing his life. I still intend to kill him.” Lana’s face stretches into a cute smile as she shakes her head. “No, I'm thanking you for not killing him again in my presence.” She replies, gradually wrapping her hands around him. “Thank you for sparing any more trauma.” Damon's stern expression softens slightly at Lana's words. He brings his arms around her in a protective embrace, gently patting her head. “You’re all that matters to me.” He says firmly, his tone conveying a rare tenderness as he assures her. He feels his heart pumping hard in his chest as Lana nestles into his embrace. His arousal returns tenfold, but he holds her, savoring the moment, and engraving it in his memory. “I don’t want to live without
In the desolate confines of Shadow Corners, unwanted tears fall off Sera's eyes as her mind echoes with memories of that fateful night. The abandoned bungalow, a stark reflection of her isolation, served as a punishment from the pack. She has been isolated for 6 months, and Alpha Damon threatened to confine anyone who dared to visit her. Serafina thinks back to her encounter with Matthias again, and it haunts her thoughts. She had advised herself never to entertain any thoughts about him after knowing his relationship with Grand Healer’s Hart’s daughter, but after he promised to talk to Damon, and plead for a reduction in her sentence, she felt confused on what to feel for him.“Why would you help me?” She asked him, curious and desperate as she questioned his motives.“Because you are my mate.” His response had sent a shiver down her spine. “You said I'm dead to you. Why don't you just go to your pack and forget about me?” Sera shivers visibly as the moment flashes in her brain
LanaDespite waking up feeling incredibly sore between my legs, Damon’s absence still leaves me wondering why he's not the first thing I wake up to see.I pout as I glance around his chamber, but find no trace of him. “Where is he?” I don't want to leave the comfort of the bed because everywhere smells like him, but I stink of his cum. “I need a bath.” I groan, attempting to stand only to realize that my legs are in a bond by a shred. “Oh my god, he forgot to unbind me,” my cheeks flush red as memories of the last few hours replay in my mind.Dreamily, I struggle to sit on the bed and pull my legs up to untie myself. Flashbacks of how he had tied my limbs, deepthroated, blindfolded me, and granted me so many profound pleasures surge intense arousal within me.“Why am I still so horny? I should be satisfied for at least two weeks after last night!” I caution myself, feeling embarrassed by how he has made me want him every damn minute.It's truly self-damaging to be this needy for a m
In the shadowy realm of the vampire kingdom, Alpha Damon wears a long, black cloak, and has some red-hued cosmetics around the eyes to make him pass a vampire at a glance. In the quietude of the morning, his heightened senses guide his steps along the sunlit cobblestone streets. The absence of night’s shadows allows for clearer pathways, less obscured by darkness.The streets, sparsely populated with mostly hybrids, and a few powerful vampires, who can comfortably walk in the sunlight, fail to divert the Alpha’s focus. He marches forward, indifferent to those who cross his path. He is ready to kill anyone who intentionally stops him in his stride for any reason. Glancing around, he relies on his memory as a navigational map to lead him to Cleopatra Ravi's former residence.A year ago, he arrived in Nocturna under his father's command. During that time, he crossed paths with Cleopatra. After witnessing her adeptness in acquiring crucial information, he’s certain she's invaluable to t
Inside his dimly lit chamber in his underground mansion in the vampire realm, Damon's furrowed brow, and restlessness betrayed his usual stoic expression. The intensity of his thoughts etched on his cold, handsome face as his mind unraveled the mystery of what else Cleo could possibly seek beyond him.It wasn't long before the haunting silhouette of Shrouded Peaks emerged. A sardonic laughter clawed its way from his throat, a grim acknowledgment dawning upon him.“Vincent better steer clear of my gaze, for I will kill him on sight.” Damon growls, a dangerous edge in his voice before he listens to the approaching footsteps.“Alpha? You are back!” Frederick exclaims as the Alpha’s intimidating figure appears before him.Damon's nod carries a shadowed intensity as he locks eyes with his housekeeper, and spy.Frederick Sinclair, born of an uncommon union between his father's vampire confidant and a she-wolf within their pack, stands under the weight of Damon's scrutiny. “Why did you with
Lana Three days have passed since Damon's departure to the vampire kingdom. I miss him so much, and I find myself immersed in Lady Rosalind’s diary anytime I'm not with Lily or Ethan. The delicate script reveals her innermost thoughts, alternating between personal reflections and fantasies realized through Damon’s father, Alpha Devin. I enjoyed reading her diary, yet it felt like I was intruding on her deepest secrets, and to be honest it was uncomfortable at first. With her diary, I've learned a lot of her, and her aspiration for who she referred to as “darkness” “Did you ever call her mother before her death?”I recall the impulsive question I asked Damon when he found me during the Full Moon, and I feel my heart twinge as I realize how much pain that must have caused him.He probably never called Lady Rosalind “mother” and she also never called him her “son”My hand clenches around the diary, and I flip the pages to see that I only have a few more pages to read to be done. “I w