THREE YEARS LATER
(Lena's POV)Kaden was color blind; I had always suspected this, but now that he was older it had been easier to tell. Damien blamed himself for it, but this wasn't even under 'his' control, neither was it his fault.
. I had gotten better; I didn't need to be scared when I held my child on when I came into contact with others; Damien was all the control I needed, and together we've managed to start up a life once again. I had agreed to never use my powers again, but the less I use them, the more they seemed but be buried deep down, beyond my reach. I could live a normal life—or at least something close to that. Aurora walked into our room with two year old Leslie in her arms. We had become very close friends after the incident three years ago. With Diego gone, Nate took his title as the Beta, and for the past three years, there has been no one to fill in the gap until now. Diego's sister Alice had turned out to be one of the most brutal warriors, outmatching even the male soldiers and commanders. She was fueled by her dark past, and now she was determined to become the best, just so she could never be used as she had been in the past. She was ready to take the position as the first ever female Gamma. She deserved it, though. Alice rarely talked, but more to that, being a female Gamma meant she couldn't have a mate, and she didn't seem to care about that; she didn't believe she would ever need a man in her life. I couldn't help but worry about how badly she had been broken by her tormentors. . I returned from the training hall surprised at the fact that all the light bulbs had been turned off. "Damien!" I called. Just then, he lit up a candle in the room. "What are you..." My words were cut off as I noticed the roses on the floor. Damien lit up all the candles; the flowers had led right to the bed. "What are you doing?" I asked, my eyes settling on him. He pulled out a cuff, swirling it around in his hands. "I want to make love to you in a way I have never done before." he says and his words held a promise. Even after years, the thought of his hands on me still brought butterflies to my stomach, it still felt too good to be true, but it was all true. "I want that" I said to him, my voice barely above a whisper, the anticipation built up in me went straight to my core. "I plan to make you scream so loud, the whole pack will hear you." My cheeks reddened. "Come here, baby," he called, his intense gaze piercing into me, and I obediently walked forward "Tonight would be all about us." ~ The End.~~~~~
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(Lena's POV) I woke up with this strange feeling like something bad was about to happen, I felt nervous. The pack seemed too quiet for a regular Saturday morning. Pushing all those feelings aside, I got ready for the day. There was a knock on the door and for some reasons, my heart pounded. It was the Luna, my mother. She had a smile on her face and that surprised me, I was used to the ugly looks she usually reserved for me, so this was new, still I felt hope building up, it was stupid to think that she smiling at me meant anything, but still I felt hopeful. I found it strange that a mother could hate her own child. Her only child. "Your father wants to have a word with you darling" she said, I didn't miss the pet name, it had been years since she called me any pet names, it felt all wrong, everything about her visit, for one, she was trying to be nice and secondly my father rarely speaks to me, sometimes it was like he wanted to forget he had a child. My parents had wanted a male
(Lena’s POV)It still didn’t register in my mind, what exactly did my father mean?Married?“This is all some kind of lie, isn’t it?” I asked and my mother shook her head.“That’s why you’ve been summoned here”“No, it can’t be true... father!”, I felt the panic rising, I knew my parents didn’t like me, but this was too far, exchanging me for money was cruel, even for them too.“Remember you are doing this for the pack, for all of us, we would be free of the debts we owe the other packs”“You have no right to marry me off to settle your debts, I’ll find my mate....”My father stood to his feet, looking furious. “I am your father and your Alpha, I have every right to do so”“But... but what about my mate?”“Cut the Crap”, my mother said to me, “You didn’t find your mate when you turned eighteen, maybe he is out there with someone better or he is dead, sorry to break it to you, but you might never find him”I didn’t know why it always came as a shock to me when I hear the hate in my par
(Lena’s POV)True Mates didn’t need wedding ceremonies to make things official, but Alpha Damien was not my mate. Our wedding came only three days after my father had shared the news to me, unknowingly to me, my father had gone behind my back and accepted the marriage proposal without even asking me, he knew one way or the other, this would end up going his way as they always did. My mother made sure my face was caked up with layers of makeup, in an attempt to make me look a bit older. Alpha Damien was thirteen years older than me, I was only nineteen.I couldn’t believe my own parents could do this to me, I couldn’t even bring myself to think about our wedding night. I couldn’t. I couldn’t marry Damien.I had a plan, I would not go through with this wedding, I had to escape. I had already gathered up my savings, it was all in my purse, It wasn’t much but enough to start up a new life, of course my father would have my card blocked if he discovers that I took it along. I knew out t
(Lena’s POV)How could a person be so beautiful and yet so scary?Alpha Damien stared at me with furious eyes. He was furious. I understood why everyone feared him, there was something about him, something that screamed danger. His eyes were as dark as his own soul, the darkness loomed over him and I shivered in fear.“Why did you run away?” he asked, his voice filled with authority and I almost bare my neck, it was a struggle to stand there, right before him. He looked quite younger than a werewolf in his early thirties, but every inch of him spoke of the true man he was, he was dress in all black tuxedo lined with gold – the only colour on him.“I am sorry Alpha” I apologised, eyes low, submissive, just as my mother had said but it would be a slap to her face and our pack to discover I attempted to escape my own wedding and I’m sure by now they all knew. He could kill me for this, if he could kill his own mate, what would he do to me. I couldn’t help but wonder if death was better t
(Lena's POV)We arrived at his pack by sun down. The Blood Moon pack.Everything about this pack was better than my pack- my previous pack, but despite the elegant building, three times bigger than ours, it did nothing to calm down my nerves, this was a strange place for me, here I had to start over, I wouldn't be Lena, the daughter of the Alpha, I would be anything he wanted me to be and the thought made me feel helpless.I walked out of the limousine, trailing behind Alpha Damien as he led me into the pack house, they were other pack members there waiting to welcome the Alpha’s mate, there was something different about this pack, each and every of them looked dangerous but not nearly as scary as Damien, my... mate.They bowed their heads in submission as we walked past, of course it was only because Damien was at my side."Alpha" someone called, someone that didn't sound as scared of him as the others and I wondered how that was possible, but when I looked up at the man with light b
I froze when his hands went lower."The tension would make it harder, Lena," he said and I inhaled. Deciding to follow my mother’s advise, I loosened up, his fingers came closer to my wetness, claiming my clit, he robbed slow circles and despite myself, I felt my arousal, my toe curled, the feeling was unlike any other, and then a single finger slipped in and I let out a silent moan, he went in and out of me, steady rhythm and I found myself grinding my hips against his hands, loving the friction, he added in another finger, my walls clasped around his fingers and he went in and out faster, in more jerking motions, I could feel myself building up, I moaned louder, ashamed of how my own body was reacting to his touch, I wasn’t supposed to be enjoying this, but then his two finger were out of me and I felt him, hard and huge, again my entry, I froze."No, don't, it would only make it more painful for you" he said to me, he spread my legs wider for more leverage and then he pushed into
(Lena’s POV)He hadn’t marked me.My mate hadn’t returned that night. I clutched the sheets to cover my nudity, still feeling so sore. Even if I had promised myself not to fall asleep, the tiredness took over.I couldn’t stop glancing at the drawer where the cuff had been discarded. I hated being cuffed to the bed; it only made me feel more helpless.I flinched when the door was pushed open. It was Damien. He walked cautiously towards me, as if afraid he was going to scare me if he made any sudden movements. News flash: he was already scary as it was. His intense gaze was on me; I felt like disappearing.There was tension in the air, and again, I saw how impossible it would be to live with a man like him.“How are you feeling?” he asked, and that surprised me. Why did he care?"Sore,” I whispered back.“I brought you some pills, for the pain,” he replied, placing the pills in the drawer beside me. Again, my eyes zeroed in on the cuffs, and he caught me looking before I could look awa
(Lena's POV)I couldn't forget the feeling of Damien's fingers inside of me and how hard he had been. Because of me, it gave me a strange kind of pride that I could do that to him.I searched through the clothes, expecting to see revealing clothes, but on the contrary, they were mostly modest. Maybe he didn't want others to see any part of my body; that was a good thing. At least for now, I wouldn't have to worry about being shared with other of his pack men.I picked up a light blue dress and put it on. I passed a brush through my straight blonde hair.By the time I returned back to our room, he was out of the bathroom, his thick black hair dripping water and a towel wrapped around his waist. He looked like a Greek god, and I wanted to run my hands down his abs.He caught me staring, and I looked away, a blush forming on my cheeks.He stared down at the dress I had picked, and I fidgetted under his gaze, but then he looked away, no compliments.I didn't know if it was the right time