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Chapter 35
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(Damien’s POV) Sofia was still unconscious. I sat beside her hospital bed, watching the steady rise and fall of her chest. The soft beep of the heart monitor filled the room, but it didn’t ease the fire burning inside me. Someone had tried to take her from me. I wouldn’t stop until I found out who. I stood, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead. “I’ll be back, sweetheart,” I murmured. “I won’t let this go unanswered.” Straightening, I turned toward the guards stationed at the door. “No one gets in or out unless I say so. If anything happens, you call me immediately.” The lead guard nodded. “Understood, Alpha.” I didn’t wait for a response. I was already moving. At the Restaurant – Accessing the CCTV The restaurant was still operating like nothing had happened, its warm lights glowing against the evening sky. But
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(Damien’s POV)I drove back to the penthouse, gripping the steering wheel so tightly it was a miracle I hadn’t ripped it apart.My wolf was restless—fur bristling, claws extended, teeth bared. It wanted blood. It wanted a hunt.But I couldn’t act blindly. Not yet.Someone had planned this. Someone wanted Sofia dead.And I was going to find out who.The moment I stepped into the penthouse, my Beta, Ethan, was already waiting for me. He was leaning against the bar, arms crossed, his sharp blue eyes scanning me the second I entered.“You look like you’re about to tear someone’s throat out,” he remarked.I ignored him. “I need a team on surveillance. Now.”Ethan’s expression darkened. “The poisoning?”I nodded, tossing the flash drive with the restaurant footage onto the table. “Pull the full security tapes. I want every angle analyzed.”Ethan grabbed the drive, already moving toward the laptop. “You got a face?”“Partial,” I said, pacing the room. “But I’ve seen him before.”Ethan’s fing
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(Damien’s POV) Tade had always been a rat, but I hadn’t expected him to run this fast. The second his name left Marcus’s lips, I knew what came next—hunt him down, make him pay. But somehow, before I could even sink my claws into him, he was gone. I had my men tear apart every lead we had. Ethan sent scouts to Blood Moon territory—nothing. We checked his known safe houses—empty. Every rogue we questioned either didn’t know where he was or was too damn afraid to speak. That only confirmed one thing—Tade knew we were looking for him. But how? It wasn’t until Ethan came storming into the penthouse one evening, phone in hand, that we got our answer. “You’re not gonna like this,” he said, tossing his phone onto the table. A grainy photo filled the screen—a screenshot from some underground chat thread. My name was plastered across it in bold red letters. Blackwood is hunting. Anyone caught helping the target dies with him. My lip curled. Someone leaked it. That was the only exp
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(Damien’s POV) I stayed by Sofia’s side for as long as I could, watching the slow, steady rhythm of her breathing, listening to the soft beeping of the heart monitor. But she didn’t move. Didn’t stir. Didn’t give me the relief of opening those silver eyes that always managed to steal my breath. I traced my fingers over the back of her hand, my thumb running absentminded circles against her skin. It was warm, alive—but too still. I had never felt so helpless. I had built an empire, commanded a pack, made men tremble in my presence. But sitting here, waiting for her to wake up, waiting for a sign that she was still with me—it was unbearable. I leaned forward, pressing my lips to her knuckles. “I need you to wake up, sweetheart.” My voice was quiet, rough around the edges. “Because I’m not used to waiting.” Silence. I let out a slow breath, my grip tightening slightly. “But you already know that, don’t you?” Nothing. I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stand. I needed to m
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(Damien’s POV)"I’m on my way."The second the words left my mouth, I pressed down on the accelerator, my car roaring as I sped through the streets.My heart was a war drum, pounding against my ribs in a rhythm that matched only one thought—Sofia is awake.After days of watching her lie still, after endless hours of suffocating silence, she was finally—**finally—**back.But I needed to see her.I needed to feel her warmth, hear her voice, look into those silver eyes and know—That she was still mine.I should’ve gone straight to the hospital. Should’ve.But instead, I made one stop.The largest flower shop in the city.I walked inside, the shopkeeper barely having time to greet me before I pointed at the entire section of red roses. “Box them. All of them.”The woman blinked. “S-Sir, that’s nearly two hundred roses.”I gave her a look. “Then you’d better start packing quickly.”Within minutes, I was back on the road, this time leading a convoy.Five black SUVs followed behind me, my h
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(Damien’s POV)"The world wouldn’t be big enough to hide them."And I meant it.Whoever was behind this—whoever thought they could touch my mate and walk away—I would find them. And when I did, there wouldn’t be a trial.There wouldn’t be a chance for them to beg.They would wish they had never even breathed in Sofia’s direction.But right now? Right now, none of that mattered.Because Sofia was here. Alive.And I wasn’t wasting a single second away from her.The pack stayed for a while, offering their respect and making sure their Luna was truly okay.But eventually, Ethan stood, stretching lazily. “Alright, we’ll give you two some time.”Sofia raised a brow. “You’re leaving already?”Ethan smirked. “Oh, trust me, Luna. Damien is five seconds away from throwing us all out anyway.”I didn’t deny it.Sofia let out a soft laugh. “I wouldn’t
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(Damien’s POV)"Because I had all the time in the world to prove her wrong."And I would.Because Sofia could pretend all she wanted. Pretend that my possessiveness annoyed her. Pretend that my need to take care of her was too much.But the way her pulse raced when I touched her? The way her body melted into mine when I held her?She wasn’t fooling anyone.Especially not me.After making sure she had eaten and was comfortable, I finally stood.Sofia raised a brow. “Where are you going?”I smirked, grabbing my keys. “Relax. I’m just dropping some things off at home. I’ll be back in an hour.”Her lips pressed into a thin line. “You better be.”I chuckled, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “Try not to miss me too much, sweetheart.”She rolled her eyes, but I saw the small smile she tried to hide.I noticed everything.With one last glance, I
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(Damien’s POV) Sofia was finally home. But the storm inside me hadn’t settled. I had spent days watching her in that hospital bed, helpless and unmoving. Days tracking a ghost, chasing a traitor who slipped through my fingers before I could rip him apart. And now that she was here, in my arms, warm and alive— I wasn’t letting her go. She sat curled up against me on the couch, her silver eyes soft but searching. She must have noticed the tension in my body, the way my fingers traced slow, repetitive patterns against her skin like I was grounding myself. She reached up, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “Something’s on your mind.” I exhaled, tightening my grip around her. “A lot of things.” She tilted her head. “Tell me.” I hesitated. Not because I wanted to keep things from her—I never kept things from her.But because I hated the feeling that came with saying it out loud. That I had failed.But she was looking at me the way she always did—like she saw str
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(Damien’s POV – Present Day)The blood on the floor had long since dried. The candles flickered as if they feared what we were about to do.Lyra stood at the center of the chamber barefoot, her cloak discarded, her runes fully exposed across her arms and collarbone. Her breathing was shallow, but her gaze had steadied. Focused.“This is not a spell,” she said, voice low. “It’s a bridge. Once we begin, I won’t control where you go. The memories will pull you toward the piece of her soul that still remembers you.”“And if it doesn’t?” I asked.She looked at me with those storm-gray eyes. “Then you’ll wander her past until your spirit forgets who it was.”I didn’t flinch.“If there’s a part of her that still remembers me,” I murmured, stepping closer, “that’s all I need.”Lyra knelt beside the basin of now-consecrated blood. She whispered an ancient chant, tracing her fingers in precise patterns above the surface. The blood began to glow faintly, pulsing—like it was responding to my hear
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 79 – The Vision Walker
(Damien’s POV – Present Day)The moon was barely more than a sickle of light in the sky. Clouds churned over the forest, and the air was heavy—too quiet, too still. The trees whispered warnings in a language only the cursed could understand.I hadn’t planned to return to the ritual site tonight.But something—a pull—dragged me here.The clearing still bore the markings of the ceremony that broke me. The silver runes carved into stone still shimmered faintly, and the scent of magic hung in the air like cold smoke.I stepped into the circle.And stopped.Someone was there.A body.A woman.She lay curled at the edge of the stones, half-covered in leaves, her skin dusted with blood and soil. A torn cloak clung to her frame, silver thread stitched into its seams—ancient symbols I hadn’t seen in centuries.I rushed to her side.She wasn’t a rogue. Her scent was strange, like rain and stardust. Not of this land.Her breathing was shallow. Her skin ice-cold.But then, her lips parted.And in
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(Damien’s POV – Three Moons Without Her)Time moved differently without her.Slower.Heavier.Like the minutes were dragging their feet through wet concrete.Three days had passed since the ritual.Since I bound my name to another woman to deceive ancient spirits.Since I whispered goodbye into the ear of the only woman who ever made this cursed blood of mine feel worthy.I still felt her breath on my neck.Still caught her scent in the folds of the sheets.Still expected her to walk barefoot into the kitchen every morning with a sleepy smirk, teasing me about my obsessions.But she didn’t.And she wouldn’t.Not for three moons.And I was starting to forget how to breathe without her.---The penthouse was too quiet.I left it behind after the second day.I couldn’t walk into that room without hearing the machines beeping beside her bed. Without seeing the imprint of her body on the pillow. Without smelling cinnamon and honey on the linens.So I returned to the Blackwood manor—a place
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 77
(Damien’s POV – Past Mates, Unforgiven Memories)The curse didn’t begin with Sofia.She was just the first I refused to let go.But before her—There were others.And sometimes, when the world is too still, when my soul is too loud, their names crawl out from the cracks in my mind.Three names.Three scars.Each one carved into the walls of my heart.Each one a grave I never buried deep enough.---Liora.The first.I was eighteen. Still barely learning what it meant to lead, still finding my wolf, still believing the Blackwood curse was a lie whispered by cowards who didn’t know how to love hard enough.She was a scholar’s daughter.Quick-witted. Sharp-tongued.She challenged me at every turn. She was the first to look me in the eye and say:"You're going to be dangerous someday. I want to see it."We were bound by a youthful rush. Not fated. Not chosen by the moon. But something felt real. Enough that I trusted it.We danced between duties and stolen glances. I kissed her beneath th
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 76
(Damien’s POV – Past Reflections)The night after the ritual, I didn’t sleep.Couldn’t.Even with Sofia stabilized—her heart no longer at war with itself—I didn’t feel peace.Because I had offered another woman my name. My bond.Even if it was a lie.Even if I’d done it for the right reasons.I’d still crossed a line I never believed I would.And I felt it like a wound in my chest.So I sat alone on the balcony of an old, forgotten wing of the estate—far from her. Far from anyone. Just the moon and me.And my memories.The ones I swore I’d buried.But pain has a way of digging up bones, especially when you realize—your curse didn’t start with her.It started with me.With my name.With Blackwood.---My family wasn’t always powerful.We weren’t always rulers, Alphas of vast territories or wolves feared across continents.We were, once, a small bloodline—touched by a gift we didn’t understand.The first Blackwood, Elias, was said to be born with golden eyes that glowed under moonlight.
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 75
(Damien’s POV – Present Day)The room was too quiet.Not the peaceful kind. Not the kind that lulls you into sleep.This silence was cruel. Heavy. Mocking.Sofia’s body lay motionless in my arms, her head tucked beneath my chin, skin growing colder by the minute. The foam at her lips had stopped, but so had the color in her cheeks.She was slipping.And I was out of time.I cradled her closer, burying my face in her hair.“You said you’d never leave me,” I whispered, my voice cracking at the edges. “So don’t do this. Don’t make me live in a world where I can’t hear you laugh again. Don’t make me…”I broke.The words dissolved into silence.Because no vow. No bite. No rage could undo what fate had done.Unless I did the one thing I swore I’d never do.Unless I gave in.---The wind shifted again.And just like before, the shadows in the room stretched, curled, and thickened.A soft hum began to vibrate in the air, low and ancient.Then, she appeared.Saria.Sofia’s mother. The spirit w
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 74
(Damien’s POV – Present Day)The sound came first.A wet, choking gasp.Followed by a gurgle—unnatural and terrifying.My heart stopped.I was in the hallway, reading through a worn scroll when I heard it. At first, I thought I imagined it.But then came the second sound.A soft thud.Like someone struggling.Like someone dying.I ran.The door to the bedroom burst open under my hand.And there she was.Sofia.My Luna.Convulsing.Her body was seizing, her fingers curled tight into the sheets, and her mouth—her mouth was foaming, white and thick, choking her with every breath.“No—no, no—Sofia!”I dropped everything and rushed to the bed, grabbing her shoulders, trying to steady her.Her eyes fluttered open, wide, glassy.Empty.“Sofia—breathe, baby. Just breathe—stay with me!”She didn’t respond.Only gurgled again, thick saliva spilling from her lips. Her back arched violently.“Jaxon!! Ethan!!” I screamed so loud it shook the room. “Get in here now!”The door slammed open.“Goddess
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 73
(Damien’s POV – Present Day)She didn’t wake up.I waited. Hours.Held her hand, pressed kisses to her knuckles, whispered every memory we ever made into her ear like they were spells that might pull her back.She didn’t even twitch.Not even when I said the words she always leaned into:“Mine. You’re mine, Sofia. Come back to me.”But her chest only rose and fell in that same shallow rhythm, her pulse barely flickering beneath my fingers.She was here. Her body, warm. Alive.But her spirit—buried somewhere deep, unreachable.I refused to accept it.I stood up slowly, brushing her hair back from her face. “You made me promise not to leave you,” I whispered. “I didn’t. I came back. I’m here now. And I’m not losing you. Not again.”I pressed my forehead to hers. My voice cracked.“You hear me? I’m going to fix this. Even if I have to burn through time itself.”---The room darkened as I stepped into the hallway, my pack silent outside the door. They looked up, their eyes lined with the
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 72
(Sofia’s POV – Dreamworld / Final Memory)The snow had stopped falling.But the cold—**the kind that settles beneath the skin, into the soul—**remained.I stood in the great hall alone.No laughter.No footsteps.No fire burning in the hearth.Just the echo of a home that had already made up its mind to forget me.The tapestries that once told the story of our bloodline hung limp and grey. The same colors I’d worn during my rites. The same colors they had wrapped around me like a gift, pretending it was honor—when all it had ever been was a burial cloth.---At dawn, I woke to a whisper.Orin.He stood at the edge of my bed, already dressed in riding leathers. His hair was tousled, eyes dim with something that looked too close to guilt.“They’re leaving,” he said quietly. “Now.”I sat up. “And you?”He didn’t answer right away.“I fought them on it,” he said. “Tried to tell them it wasn’t right. But…” He looked away. “Mother says there’s no time.”There was always time.They just didn
