"Wake up, beautiful..." Damian whispers in my ear. Little did he know that I was already awake, listening to his heartbeat and trying to enjoy life's little pleasures like the sound of his heart beating, proof of life.I open my eyes to see his gorgeous eyes staring back at me. I have known love, I have experienced love in many different forms and every time I experience it, it feels like the very first time. it feels like a world anew and with Damian, it is as if he is teaching it to me for the very first time."I don't think I will ever tire of this." I say to him and he rewards me with a kiss. A quick peck before leaving a trail of kisses from my lips to my collarbone."How are you feeling?" I ask him. His uncle really did a number on him and it Is important that he heals completely before we take them on, securing his place as the alpha."Getting there... I'll say, it's taking me a little longer than I thought." He says to me.I push him off me to take a good look at him...Strad
I could feel Damian's uncle almost at full strength.This was not good because he was stronger, much more than Damian could ever take on. I could help but if he is to be alpha, he needs to win the fight with an alpha and even though Brock relishes bloodshed, enjoys bringing pain to people and causing havoc, Damian stands a better chance at winning against the human wall over his father.Truth be told, I was not convinced my mate is in good health and he is adamant that all is well but the injuries he sustained should not have healed this quickly and maybe I can do something about it before he decides to take on his cousin."A penny or kiss for your thoughts?" Damian walks into his office. I looked at him and I am sure dead sure he could see the worried look on my face."Your uncle is almost in full health. He remains asleep but in a day or two, he will wake and look for you." I confess."Then let him!" Damian says with his hands balled into fists. I could feel his emotions swirling ar
The pack watched me as I dragged an unconscious Aaron by his leg towards my house.Damian was standing by the door when I made it home and he followed me into the house, his gaze never leaving my face as we made our way upstairs. The tension in the air was palpable, filled with unspoken emotions. Once inside the bathroom, I turned on the water and let it cascade down my body, washing away the sweat and grime from the confrontation with Aaron.As I stood there, Damian hesitated for a moment before slowly undressing and stepping into the shower with me. The warmth of the water and his presence beside me created a cocoon of intimacy."Jeannie, I can't just sit back and watch you put yourself in danger," Damian said, his voice low and vulnerable.I reached for the soap, avoiding eye contact for a moment. "Damian, you can't keep shutting me out. We're in this together, as mates. I can't stand idly by while you risk your life recklessly."He took the soap from my hand and began to lather it
I couldn’t sleep.Damian was snoring next to me but I could not, for the life of me, fall asleep. Something felt off…Something was wrong and I hate this feeling. Not knowing why I feel this way, what is so wrong that my body won’t let me sleep?And then I heard it.Wolf howls and loud ones. Brock had come for his brother and he wasn’t alone.I knew he would come back for him but why was this one making me feel uneasy? Could he have an ace up his sleeve? Not much can be done to me but why was I feeling like this?Damian woke to the sound of the howls, looking at me all confused before it clicked in his head what was going on. “Are you ready?” I ask him.Damian gets out of bed, putting on a pair of sweatpants, and nods his head. He needed this fight to get his people back, to show them he was not his parents and that his heart was always in the right place.“I will get Aaron, you rally up your fighters,” I say, leaving the room to get to the basement.“Scared yet?” Aaron asks me as I
In a desperate moment, fear has taken deep root within me and I decided to use Damian as my inspiration. For the love he has for his pack, in trying to prevent a big loss within the pack, I channel my dark powers differently, weaving a protective barrier around Damian. The three wolves, guided by unseen forces, are gently repelled before reaching him and sent flying to a distance. Damian, momentarily confused, notices the mystical shield surrounding him and quickly notices the three wolves a few feet away from him.He recognizes them. Using my powers, I communicate with him telepathically. "Damian, trust me. I'll keep you safe. Focus on Aaron, and let me handle this."With newfound determination, I redirect my attention to Brock. "You want a fair fight, Brock? Let's do this differently." I summon a soft, glowing light, enveloping both of us in a magical field that nullifies physical harm. "Now we fight with our claws," I suggest, ensuring a non-lethal confrontation. Brock, still fr
Every year since I was a baby, we have been moving from pack to pack. Sometimes we would stay for only a few months but never more than a year because our lives were in danger. My kind was being hunted down for being different. I'm a werewolf, yes. My father, my mother and I have the ability to shift in to wolves but there's something else. We are the healer pack. In our pack, every wolf was born with special powers to heal and once the pup turns 13 and shifts for the first time, they are sent for training until they reach the age of 16 before being placed in a new pack to be a healer. Now, my pack was attacked. By who? We don't know yet but the aim was to kill us all. My father, the alpha, tried to get as many healers as possible but many lives were lost. The thing is, we can use our powers to do harm but my father, the alpha is against it. So instead, the warriors trained to guard us tried to fend off as many attackers as p
A bomb.A man came to the house with a bomb strapped on his chest. Demanded my mother call my dad to the house or there would be another man, like him pay the hospital a visit.The man also demanded my mother call me from school or another man would come to the school and blow up the place. My mother called me because in true healer style, we always sacrifice ourselves for others. Lucky for me, I was just rejected by Damian and I was on the floor of the boy's bathroom, crying for goddess knows how long. My dad answered obviously because he has a heavily pregnant mate. My mother could've mind linked me but she didn't, she didn't link any of us because she wanted to keep us alive, hoping and praying that we wouldn't answer the phone but my father did and he was also dead.When he got to the door, the house blew up. Xena tells me there were other bodies that sacrificed themselves to end my family. My mother ran for cover in
"How long have I been out?" I ask Carla.Carla was rocking Justin on the rocking chair. It was night time and the last thing I remember is bathing while watching Carla hold Justin."For a week. It's amazing what the body can do and quite amazing what you can do. Watching your wolf exit your body is something from a fairytale. I've never heard of such a thing." Carla says to me."Yeah lucky she could go hunt while I was out. Although now that she's not inside me, I could do with some food. Is there anything to eat?" I ask and Carla quickly stands, giving Justin to me."I'll quickly make you something." She says and I smile back at her.Carla opens the door to reveal Damian, who looked worse for wear. It looked like he hasn't slept in days and Carla was not surprised to see