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Charlie's P.O.V.I couldn't help watching him while he slept. My eyes were trained on the bandaged bite on his back, watching the gauze moving up and down with each breath. Damien had his arms under the pillow, his head facing the opposite direction, snoring away like usual. It had been hours of hi
The list was never-ending. Now, Damien was looking for a reason. He was looking for something to compare to our relationship. In the end, that's what it came down to. He was looking for a reason to end things. Once he had it, he would tell me I wasn't worth it.I didn't want to talk to him about tha
When I was halfway down but still out of sight, I paused at the sound of Xander's voice. "I was just alerted of a public disturbance here. What seemed to be the problem?" I would have assumed he was just out on patrol if he didn't sound so amused. "They all came into my shop demanding…" Marlene gr
Damien's P.O.V. Another divide. It was just another example of how the people would react to Charlotte being mated to me if she had to take the crown one day. They were furious just being in the same building as me. There would be an uproar if they had to be ruled by me one day. The people would r
Her voice dropped to a whisper, and she glanced around as if checking to ensure no one had heard her admitting her father had committed suicide. A feral growl ripped free from my chest, and I felt my beast on edge at the talk of her mating another. I was livid by the idea, unnaturally so. It went b
Charlie's P.O.V.Damien grabbed my hips, spinning me and pushing me against the wall as a guard rounded the corner several yards upwind. I couldn't help but giggle against his palm over my mouth, his humor-filled black eyes meeting mine. There was something so exhilarating about sneaking around. D
"I know, Charlotte." His tone was slightly irritated, and I looked away, knowing I was beating a dead horse and needed to stop. It was difficult not to try to talk him into choosing me when I felt so terrified that he would leave me one day, but I knew he was tired of hearing it already. I had asked
Charlie's P.O.V.An unreasonable amount of guilt ate through me as I walked down the castle corridors toward the infirmary. The sun had set long ago, and while I had assured Damien that it would be safe to visit Heath, I had no idea what to expect.After hearing that Heath had been infected by dark