All Chapters of Alpha Damien : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the night sky, casting long shadows on the earth, the trees rustled, its leaves creating a melodious sound of nature as they danced with the calm breeze, the sky was ablaze with the twinkling sky, like a blanket of stars that spread into infinity.The occasional howls of patrolling wolves broke the silence of the night as the constant hoots of owls and chirps of crickets sang their own sweet song. It was a calm cold night, calm enough for two lovers to express their feelings.The crescent moon casted its dim light on the shutters of a window reflecting through on two mates lying on the floor of the light room.It was magical as the moon reflected its light on them, blessing them.Ariel was wrapped in the arms of Damien as they lay peacefully on the floor of the light room, with soft smiles on their faces; they let out soft snores wrapped in each other's warmth, they looked peaceful together.Their wolves were happy to be in each other

Ariel hated her wolf hearing more than anything at that point. The sound of Elle's moaning as well as the movement of their bodies slick together filled the air and she cursed her existence, her heritage, herself, her life, and most of all she cursed Damien. Damien growled, whispering things to Elle that caused Ariel's wolf rampage in her belly. She doubled over, whimpering and panting. It felt like her wolf was fighting within her to get out of her body. It was painful. She was in unbearable pain. She slapped her hand over her mouth to stifle the scream that erupted from her when her wolf pounded into her belly, wanting out, fighting out. If he would just let her leave. She needed to leave. She couldn't bear the hurt in her body, her heart. She felt like she was going to die if she stood there for a minute longer. Her vision blurred as the pain grew intense and she found herself gripping the wall to keep upright. She couldn't override Damien's command to stay in her head. Perhap

She ran to her room in tears as she shut the door behind her. For some reason, she was emotionally hurt. She slid to the ground in tears, she could no longer explain how bad things in her life were turning. She sniffled as she went to sit on the bed, wiping her tears. She could vividly remember how he’d told the elders that Elle was his mate when he clearly knew Elle wasn’t . She didn’t like him so why did his words affect her? Why did she feel bad when he addressed someone else as his mate? She sniffled before bowing her head on her laps, she was sure she didn’t want to be known as his mate but then for some reason, she felt bad when he addressed someone else as his mate. She felt as sad as a wife who’d just heard her husband profess love to some other woman. She inhaled deeply and wiped her tears.“Did you not make a promise to yourself Ariel? You promised yourself that you wouldn’t cry because of this palace affair any more didn’t you? So why are you in tears now?” She asked herself

Ariel wiped at her face as she walked back to the kitchen, holding the plate of food in her hand. She was getting tired of it - always wiping her eyes. Her throat still burned and her chest was not doing much better. It felt like someone had set her lungs on fire and she wheezed, hitting her chest while she walked. The familiar smell of smoke and roasted lamb attacked her nostrils as she entered the kitchen and she reeled the sneeze that threatened to escape her back in. The maids snickered as she entered, not bothering to lower their tone whilst they gossiped about her - not that she expected them to. "Serves her damn well right." Ariel glued her eyes to her socked feet and kept them there, trying and failing to lock them out. They would always have things to say about her, she'd realized. None of those things would ever be good. During her first days in the kitchen, she had fought them for their insults tossed at her parents. She had gotten into brawls where teeth and claws fla

Alpha Damien looked at the girl standing in front of him. Granted she was a young woman who he was older than by five years, but irregardless of that, she was still like a girl to him. He glared at her and she inched back slowly, as if his glare was pushing her back. She stood with her head bowed down, cowering in fear like a homeless dog. Damien was lost in his thoughts, but his mind was still on the wimp in front of him t. Why her? he asked himself. He clenched his hands into fists, as the emotions swirled around him, threatening to swallow him whole.He shook his head to blink the thoughts - which were swirling through his mind at an alarming rate - away as his eyes focused on the person who was still standing in front of him. He took in her features. He looked at her obsidian black hair which was still shining, despite it being in poor condition. She was of average eyes and her posture was starting to become stopped because of the way she always bent her head."Who is there?" he b