“Damien is a good guy. He has a dark side like all of us Lycans. It’s funny, it's like we could only become a Lycan if we had a bad past.” She half smiles. “Fucked up, right?” “You really believe that?” “I saw the girl’s arms. Whats her name, Jess? Kids don’t cut themselves like that unless there
Dane Curled up in my arms, Neah rests her cheek on my chest as my fingers trail down her back. The smell of our sex still hovers in the room. No matter how we argued, she couldn’t resist it when I started paying attention to the mark on her neck. For a brief moment, her mind is silent. It felt li
He rolls his eyes at me “I assume that if you are here. The Rogues are all dead.” His dark eyes just stare at me. “It’s fine.” I tell the guard. “He is with Mallory.” “I take it that the female Alpha hasn’t killed her then?” Damien asks curiously “Not yet. Though there is still a good chance.”
Neah Raven practically breaks down the bedroom door as she comes flying in. I had never seen her look so flustered. Her eyes are wide and she is breathing as though she just ran a marathon. She’s flapping her hands, trying to calm herself down. “I assume you are not okay?” I mutter “He’s here.”
I swing my legs over the bed and push myself up. It took more effort than I expected but as soon as I am up, I made my way out into the hallway. Now I had thought about food, I realised I was starving. Heading towards the stairs, my legs give out from under me, plummeting me down each step. My hea
Damien She was a pretty little thing. I thought that the moment I first laid my eyes on her. My mate. A Wolf. Though she didn’t deserve someone like me. I watch her move around the Alpha. She is quick and thinks on her feet. Her dark hair is loosely pulled back into a hair bobble with a few esca
Raven It had been two days since Damien had announced that the Rogue is or was his brother. He hadn’t said anything more about it, and could often be found following Neah around. Whether she wanted him to or not. It made it impossible for me to spend time with her, when I was constantly being dist
When Neah shouts, Damien pulls away. Forgetting me like nothing had just happened. My heart is pounding in my chest as he enters her room, leaving me semi aroused in the fucking hallway, with the taste of his lips on mine. ‘What the fuck was that?’ Midnight gasps in annoyance. ‘I have to get out of here!’ Slowly, I back away, reaching the stairs. Tears creep in at the corner of my eyes. “No, not happening.” I mutter to myself as I run down the length of the stairs, wiping my eyes. I’m not a crier and I was not about to start now. Hurrying across the grounds, I enter the hospital. It was my safe place. The only place where I had control. Where everyone in the pack relied on me. Sinking down behind the station. I sit quietly, letting Midnight calm me. Why had I let myself get sucked into it? Why had I let the bond cloud my judgement? ‘We can’t help it.’ Midnight whispers. ‘He brings out feelings that we haven’t felt in a long time.’ ‘He’s not Salem.’ ‘No he’s not. Salem did us