I walked away, leaving Lillian and Danielle behind in the destroyed living room, and made my way upstairs. Roars and shouts shook the walls, vibrating through the halls like an earthquake.Damien was furious.He wasn’t just angry—he was desperate. His mate was in danger, and he didn’t understand what was happening. Someone was threatening me, the person he swore to protect.I knew this because I felt every single one of his emotions.Standing in front of the bedroom door, I took a deep breath and pushed it open.Damien lay on his back on the king-sized bed, his hands covering his face. The room was eerily silent, a stark contrast to the rage that had just shaken the house. I glanced around. Nothing had been broken—except for the new holes in the walls."Damien," I called softly, stepping toward him.No response.I climbed onto the bed, straddling his waist, and gently took his hands, prying them away from his face.The moment I saw him, my breath hitched.I had never seen Damien this
"I don't want to stop. I want you," I breathed out. At that exact moment, I could tell that his wolf had fully taken over. His eyes darkened with desire as he pulled me closer, his hands trailing over my body as if memorizing every inch. My breath hitched when he gripped the fabric of my shirt—and with one swift motion, it was gone. I gasped at his boldness, my heart racing. His lips found my shoulder, leaving a trail of warmth as he moved up toward my mark. I could feel the strength in his touch, the restraint he was barely holding onto. His presence alone sent a shiver down my spine, anticipation crackling between us like a storm on the horizon. But then, an unfamiliar hesitation crept into me. I had never been this vulnerable before, never exposed to anyone like this. I instinctively moved to cover myself, but Damien let out a low growl, his hands catching mine. "Don't," he murmured, his voice husky with emotion. "You're more beautiful than anyone I've ever been with." Slowly
I woke up snuggled against someone's chest."Damien, get up. You've been asleep long enough," I murmured, trying to wiggle out of his grasp but failing miserably."No… five more minutes," he groaned, pulling me even closer.I sighed in defeat before turning around to face him. Damien looked so peaceful and calm in his sleep, his usual intensity softened by dreams. I reached up and gently pecked his lips, causing his eyes to flutter open."That was a lovely wake-up call," he said with a wink.Rolling my eyes, I pushed against his chest as he finally loosened his grip. I sat up, only to realize I was still completely bare from the night before. Blushing, I grabbed the white bedsheet and wrapped it around myself like a towel before heading to the bathroom.Just as I reached the doorway, I glanced back and noticed Damien lying there, very much uncovered, a smug look on his face."Like what you see?" he teased.Crossing my arms over the sheets, I smirked. "Just for that comment, you're not
"Thanks, Iris," Danielle said, clutching her head in pain as her body trembled."Danielle, take a deep breath and calm down. Relax your mind and focus on shifting. Imagine yourself as a wolf, running through the forest," I instructed.She nodded, squeezing her eyes shut as the trembling grew more intense. Suddenly, she dropped to all fours, and the piercing sound of cracking bones shattered the silence of the forest.A sharp scream tore from her lips.What's happening? Damien’s voice rang through our mind link.Your sister is shifting, I replied.Thank you for being there for her. We're still setting up her birthday party, he said.I focused back on Danielle as her bones continued to shift and break, her whimpers turning into furious growls. Then, her form stilled, and a stunning dark brown she-wolf with black paws stood before me.She lifted her head and growled, her wild eyes locking onto mine. Newly shifted wolves were often overwhelmed by instincts, sometimes even attacking those
I laughed, though it came out as a strange, gargling, high-pitched noise, which only made Damien burst into laughter.I growled playfully as we approached the pack house, where a blanket lay on the steps. Damien picked it up, unfolded it, and motioned for me to shift.I did, and as soon as I was back in human form, he draped the blanket over me."It's freezing out here!" I shivered, pulling the fabric tighter around me.Damien just chuckled, wrapping his arms around me as we stepped inside.The moment we entered, shouting filled the air."You're a fucking asshole! Am I not good enough for you?!" Lillian’s furious voice rang out.Still wrapped in a blanket, she was screaming at an equally frustrated Blake."What the hell are you talking about?" Blake asked, clearly irritated."That bitch had you on the ground, flirting with you and straddling you, and you just let it happen!" she yelled.The moment she noticed Damien and me, her expression shifted. Fear and panic flashed across her fac
Danielle flinched, as if just remembering the pain."It was painful," she admitted, "but I finally met my wolf! She’s so smart and funny. I can talk to her whenever I want, and she’ll never leave me. She kind of reminds me of you, Iris." She smiled brightly.Damien wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his nose into my neck."She also told me that I won’t find my mate until I’m eighteen," Danielle pouted.I giggled. "That’s because you’re of Alpha blood."She just huffed and walked back into the house."Iris, do you know who Cole is?" Damien suddenly asked.I stiffened slightly but kept my voice even. "I don’t know him personally. I only know he’s the one who killed my parents."Damien hesitated. "What were your parents like?"A small, sad smile tugged at my lips."My dad was strong and confident. He was a great Alpha—fierce, but he loved his family with all his heart. My mom… she was different. She used to be a rogue, never believed in mates—until she found my dad. She was caring
"I'm in charge, Alpha," I whispered seductively.Damien's eyes darkened with desire as he let out a low growl."Say it again," he commanded, his voice husky.I smirked but stayed silent, letting my actions speak for me. Slowly, I trailed my hands down to the waistband of his pants, unzipping them with deliberate care. I slipped them off and tossed them aside, revealing the growing need beneath his boxers. My fingers teased the waistband before finally sliding them down, freeing him.He sat up, eyes locked onto me, his breathing heavy."Put that mouth of yours to good use," he murmured, his voice rough with need.A nervous excitement fluttered inside me—I had never done this before. But I wanted to please him. Tentatively, I ran my tongue over the tip, earning a sharp intake of breath from Damien. Encouraged, I took him in deeper, my movements slow and exploratory. His groans grew louder as I picked up my rhythm, his fingers tangling in my hair.But just as I found my rhythm, Damien su
I let out a playful bark, wagging my tail at Lillian. I had missed talking to her.As she stepped closer, I caught her scent—only it was different, unfamiliar. My head tilted as I tried to make sense of the change.She chuckled. "Blake and I finally mated."I let out a soft huff before playfully licking her cheek. It was hard to believe that my sister had gone from a rogue surviving in the woods to being mated to the Beta of the pack."Auntie Iry, who’s that? And why does she look like you?" Matty asked, eyeing Lillian with open curiosity.We had just arrived back at Lucie and John’s house. As Lucie helped Emma and Matty off my back, I stepped away to shift and put my clothes back on. When I returned, I noticed Matty watching Lillian with an intense, suspicious look."Matty, this is my sister, Lillian," I said, smiling as I wrapped my arms around her.Both children's eyes widened in shock."Auntie Lily!" Matty squealed before launching himself at Lillian, hugging her tightly.Lillian
I let out a playful bark, wagging my tail at Lillian. I had missed talking to her.As she stepped closer, I caught her scent—only it was different, unfamiliar. My head tilted as I tried to make sense of the change.She chuckled. "Blake and I finally mated."I let out a soft huff before playfully licking her cheek. It was hard to believe that my sister had gone from a rogue surviving in the woods to being mated to the Beta of the pack."Auntie Iry, who’s that? And why does she look like you?" Matty asked, eyeing Lillian with open curiosity.We had just arrived back at Lucie and John’s house. As Lucie helped Emma and Matty off my back, I stepped away to shift and put my clothes back on. When I returned, I noticed Matty watching Lillian with an intense, suspicious look."Matty, this is my sister, Lillian," I said, smiling as I wrapped my arms around her.Both children's eyes widened in shock."Auntie Lily!" Matty squealed before launching himself at Lillian, hugging her tightly.Lillian
"I'm in charge, Alpha," I whispered seductively.Damien's eyes darkened with desire as he let out a low growl."Say it again," he commanded, his voice husky.I smirked but stayed silent, letting my actions speak for me. Slowly, I trailed my hands down to the waistband of his pants, unzipping them with deliberate care. I slipped them off and tossed them aside, revealing the growing need beneath his boxers. My fingers teased the waistband before finally sliding them down, freeing him.He sat up, eyes locked onto me, his breathing heavy."Put that mouth of yours to good use," he murmured, his voice rough with need.A nervous excitement fluttered inside me—I had never done this before. But I wanted to please him. Tentatively, I ran my tongue over the tip, earning a sharp intake of breath from Damien. Encouraged, I took him in deeper, my movements slow and exploratory. His groans grew louder as I picked up my rhythm, his fingers tangling in my hair.But just as I found my rhythm, Damien su
Danielle flinched, as if just remembering the pain."It was painful," she admitted, "but I finally met my wolf! She’s so smart and funny. I can talk to her whenever I want, and she’ll never leave me. She kind of reminds me of you, Iris." She smiled brightly.Damien wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his nose into my neck."She also told me that I won’t find my mate until I’m eighteen," Danielle pouted.I giggled. "That’s because you’re of Alpha blood."She just huffed and walked back into the house."Iris, do you know who Cole is?" Damien suddenly asked.I stiffened slightly but kept my voice even. "I don’t know him personally. I only know he’s the one who killed my parents."Damien hesitated. "What were your parents like?"A small, sad smile tugged at my lips."My dad was strong and confident. He was a great Alpha—fierce, but he loved his family with all his heart. My mom… she was different. She used to be a rogue, never believed in mates—until she found my dad. She was caring
I laughed, though it came out as a strange, gargling, high-pitched noise, which only made Damien burst into laughter.I growled playfully as we approached the pack house, where a blanket lay on the steps. Damien picked it up, unfolded it, and motioned for me to shift.I did, and as soon as I was back in human form, he draped the blanket over me."It's freezing out here!" I shivered, pulling the fabric tighter around me.Damien just chuckled, wrapping his arms around me as we stepped inside.The moment we entered, shouting filled the air."You're a fucking asshole! Am I not good enough for you?!" Lillian’s furious voice rang out.Still wrapped in a blanket, she was screaming at an equally frustrated Blake."What the hell are you talking about?" Blake asked, clearly irritated."That bitch had you on the ground, flirting with you and straddling you, and you just let it happen!" she yelled.The moment she noticed Damien and me, her expression shifted. Fear and panic flashed across her fac
"Thanks, Iris," Danielle said, clutching her head in pain as her body trembled."Danielle, take a deep breath and calm down. Relax your mind and focus on shifting. Imagine yourself as a wolf, running through the forest," I instructed.She nodded, squeezing her eyes shut as the trembling grew more intense. Suddenly, she dropped to all fours, and the piercing sound of cracking bones shattered the silence of the forest.A sharp scream tore from her lips.What's happening? Damien’s voice rang through our mind link.Your sister is shifting, I replied.Thank you for being there for her. We're still setting up her birthday party, he said.I focused back on Danielle as her bones continued to shift and break, her whimpers turning into furious growls. Then, her form stilled, and a stunning dark brown she-wolf with black paws stood before me.She lifted her head and growled, her wild eyes locking onto mine. Newly shifted wolves were often overwhelmed by instincts, sometimes even attacking those
I woke up snuggled against someone's chest."Damien, get up. You've been asleep long enough," I murmured, trying to wiggle out of his grasp but failing miserably."No… five more minutes," he groaned, pulling me even closer.I sighed in defeat before turning around to face him. Damien looked so peaceful and calm in his sleep, his usual intensity softened by dreams. I reached up and gently pecked his lips, causing his eyes to flutter open."That was a lovely wake-up call," he said with a wink.Rolling my eyes, I pushed against his chest as he finally loosened his grip. I sat up, only to realize I was still completely bare from the night before. Blushing, I grabbed the white bedsheet and wrapped it around myself like a towel before heading to the bathroom.Just as I reached the doorway, I glanced back and noticed Damien lying there, very much uncovered, a smug look on his face."Like what you see?" he teased.Crossing my arms over the sheets, I smirked. "Just for that comment, you're not
"I don't want to stop. I want you," I breathed out. At that exact moment, I could tell that his wolf had fully taken over. His eyes darkened with desire as he pulled me closer, his hands trailing over my body as if memorizing every inch. My breath hitched when he gripped the fabric of my shirt—and with one swift motion, it was gone. I gasped at his boldness, my heart racing. His lips found my shoulder, leaving a trail of warmth as he moved up toward my mark. I could feel the strength in his touch, the restraint he was barely holding onto. His presence alone sent a shiver down my spine, anticipation crackling between us like a storm on the horizon. But then, an unfamiliar hesitation crept into me. I had never been this vulnerable before, never exposed to anyone like this. I instinctively moved to cover myself, but Damien let out a low growl, his hands catching mine. "Don't," he murmured, his voice husky with emotion. "You're more beautiful than anyone I've ever been with." Slowly
I walked away, leaving Lillian and Danielle behind in the destroyed living room, and made my way upstairs. Roars and shouts shook the walls, vibrating through the halls like an earthquake.Damien was furious.He wasn’t just angry—he was desperate. His mate was in danger, and he didn’t understand what was happening. Someone was threatening me, the person he swore to protect.I knew this because I felt every single one of his emotions.Standing in front of the bedroom door, I took a deep breath and pushed it open.Damien lay on his back on the king-sized bed, his hands covering his face. The room was eerily silent, a stark contrast to the rage that had just shaken the house. I glanced around. Nothing had been broken—except for the new holes in the walls."Damien," I called softly, stepping toward him.No response.I climbed onto the bed, straddling his waist, and gently took his hands, prying them away from his face.The moment I saw him, my breath hitched.I had never seen Damien this
"Get up, maggot, and bow to your Luna," Damien snarled.I had never heard Damien this aggressive before—not even with his pack members. But then again, he had always hated rogues. My sister and I were the only exceptions."I’ll bow to the girl when you bring her to me. I have a message for her," a cold, empty voice spoke from the shadows.A man sat on the opposite side of the cell, his back turned to us. He was cross-legged on the cold, damp floor, as if meditating."And what’s this message?" Damien spat."I said the message is for the fucking girl. Now bring her here!" the man shouted through the bars, catching both of us off guard.I glanced at Damien and saw the shock flicker across his face. No one spoke to an Alpha like that unless they were an Alpha themselves—or had a death wish.Something about the man's voice felt familiar, but I couldn't place where I'd heard it before.Damien stepped toward the cell, careful not to touch the bars—they were pure silver, coated in wolfsbane.