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Chapter 42
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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)The next morning, Sofia woke up before me.I felt it the moment she stirred, her warmth shifting slightly against my chest. My eyes were still closed, but my grip around her waist tightened instinctively, keeping her from moving too far.“Damien,” she whispered.I hummed, not letting go.“You’re awake, aren’t you?”“Barely.”She sighed, trying to wiggle free. “I need to get up.”“No, you don’t.”“Damien.”I opened one eye, smirking at the frustration on her face. “Yes, sweetheart?”“You’re not going to keep me in bed all day.”I shifted slightly, rolling her beneath me with ease. “I could.”Her breath hitched, but she lifted a brow. “You wouldn’t.”I leaned down, brushing my lips over her jaw. “You don’t sound so sure.”She shoved at my chest, laughing. “Let me up!”I sighed dramatically, but moved off her. “Fine.”She stretched her arms, silver eyes still hazy from sleep. “See? That wasn’t so hard.”I watched her carefully. “How do you feel?”“A little sore, but fine.”
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(Damien’s POV)Sofia stretched in my arms, her body warm against mine as the morning sun filtered through the windows. She sighed, pressing her face against my chest.“You’re staring again,” she murmured.I smirked. “Observing.”She peeked up at me, silver eyes soft with sleep. “Still acting like I’m going to disappear?”I ran my fingers down her spine, slow and deliberate. “Not taking any chances.”She smiled against my skin. “You really are impossible.”“And yet, you keep waking up next to me.”She let out a soft laugh. “Because you won’t let me go.”I rolled her onto her back, hovering over her. “Exactly.”Her breath hitched as my lips brushed her jaw. “And what are we doing today?”I kissed the corner of her mouth. “Whatever you want.”She tilted her head, amusement flickering in her eyes. “Are you saying you’ll let me decide?”“For once.”She grinned. “I want a perfect day.”I smirked. “Sweetheart, every day with me is perfect.”She shoved at my chest, laughing. “You’re ridiculou
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(Damien’s POV) I stepped into my office, and the energy in the room shifted. It had been days since I’d been here—days since I cared about anything outside of Sofia. But now, the weight of the pack, the business, and the unfinished hunt for Tade settled back onto my shoulders. Ethan leaned against the desk, arms crossed. “Look who finally decided to show up.” I tossed my jacket over the chair. “Shut up.” He smirked. “I was starting to think you quit.” I sat down, exhaling. “Not yet.” Jaxon, my head enforcer, stepped forward. “We’ve got updates.” I met his gaze. “On what?” “Everything.” I gestured. “Then start talking.” The Pack Updates Jaxon pulled out a tablet, swiping through reports. “Business-wise, we’ve been handling things. No major disruptions.” I nodded. “And pack matters?” Ethan sat on the desk. “Minor territorial disputes, nothing serious. A few rogues tried to slip through our borders, but we handled it.” I arched a brow. “Handled it?” Jaxon s
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(Damien’s POV)The name The Broker hung in the air like a shadow I couldn’t shake.I sat in my office, fingers tapping against the desk, my mind racing.Tade had been nothing but a pawn—a disposable piece in someone else’s game. Someone who had enough power, connections, and intelligence to orchestrate an attack on my mate without leaving a trace.That wasn’t random. That was intentional.And I wanted names.Ethan walked in, dropping a file onto my desk. “Still thinking about it?”I didn’t look up. “I don’t think. I act.”He sighed. “And yet, The Broker is still out there.”I exhaled sharply, opening the file. “Tell me you have something.”Jaxon leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “We put pressure on every contact we have. Nothing.”I clenched my jaw. “That’s not an answer I like.”Ethan ran a hand through his hair. “Whoever this Broker is, they’re good at staying hidden. We don’t even have a real name.”I exhaled through my nose. “Then we find one.”Jaxon smirked. “You say th
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(Damien’s POV)The plan was simple.Make enough noise, and The Broker would come to us.I had spent years building my empire—both in business and within the pack. I knew how the underground world worked. Money, power, and secrets were its currency. And if The Broker was truly the best in the business, then he wouldn’t be able to resist the opportunity we were dangling in front of him.I sat in my office, staring at the computer screen as Ethan finished setting the bait. The fake deal we were leaking wasn’t just any transaction—it was personal.A supposed power shift in our pack, one that would make me vulnerable. It was a lie, of course. But to an information broker, it would look like an opportunity too big to ignore.Jaxon paced near the window. “Think he’ll take it?”I smirked. “He doesn’t have a choice.”Ethan exhaled. “And if he’s smarter than we think?”I leaned back. “Then we adapt.”Jaxon stopped pacing. “Or we burn everything down until he has to show himself.”I grinned. “Th
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(Damien’s POV)The Broker had given me a choice.Pay his price or walk away with nothing.But I never played by other people’s rules.So instead of waiting, I found what I needed on my own.And now, the man who poisoned Sofia lay at my feet, blood pooling around his body, his eyes lifeless.His last moments had been full of fear. I made sure of it.Jaxon wiped his knife on his jeans, exhaling. “Well. That was satisfying.”Ethan nudged the body with his boot. “Took long enough to find him.”I remained silent, staring at the corpse.It wasn’t enough.Because this man? He was just another pawn.But at least now, I had one less obstacle between me and the real enemy.“Burn it,” I said finally, standing.Jaxon grinned. “Gladly.”Ethan shot me a look. “We should be careful. People are going to ask questions.”I smirked. “Let them.”---I thought it was over.I thought I could go home to Sofia, hold her, finally breathe.But barely a day later—the police showed up.---The knock on my office
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(Sofia’s POV)I knew something was wrong the moment Damien walked through the door.His shoulders were tense, his golden eyes darker than usual, his jaw clenched so tight it looked like he was barely holding himself together.He didn’t say anything at first, just tossed his jacket onto the chair and poured himself a drink.That was my first clue. Damien never drank this early.I set my book aside, watching him carefully. “Rough day?”He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. “Nothing I can’t handle.”Liar.I could see it, the way his fingers twitched slightly, the way his wolf was restless beneath his skin.Something had happened.I stood, walking over to him, gently placing a hand on his arm. “Talk to me.”His muscles tensed under my touch, but he didn’t pull away.For a moment, he just stared into his glass, the golden liquid swirling inside. Then, finally, he sighed. “The police came to see me today.”That made me pause. “The police?”He nodded. “They’re looking into a mi
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The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 80 – “The Map of Memories”
(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
