Ghi'or (1)

Damien is in a dilemma. He and his men entered Soloma’s borders, pursuing Lavi and his mate. They are in the streets of the Capital to search for them but his heart is not in it.

That girl…His chest is aching. He cannot help it. The girl he met at the Black Jacks’ camp was surprisingly petite and looked weak. Her scent was like a drug, pulling him to her in a way which even Yana’s scent could not. She had doey eyes and seeing her in that state nearly killed him.

He is aware of the effect. The mate bond makes any rational werewolf go crazy but Damien is trying to resist it.

I cannot love her! He tells himself. I am in love with Yana and I will be her mate for eternity!

His bond with Yana is too precious for him. There is no way he can mate with a random woman, that too a fae. By the scent, he deduced that the girl is a fae and he is aware of the consequences of rejecting her. She will die if he does so.

I should not think of that! He reminds himself. She can..die…

For some reason, the