Sarah sat in the back seat of Damon's black Sidan. She had absolutely nothing to do, so she busied herself by fiddling with the chains on her wrist, causing a rattling sound to disperse through the car. When they had gotten in a few minutes ago, Damon had made sure to scoot as far away from her as possible...even if that meant squeezing himself flush against the car door.
He didn't want to touch her...not even a small graze. Sarah felt the urge to glare over at him...and she did, but only for a split second. Thankfully, she turned her face away before he could notice it.
"Need I remind you that you should be on your best behaviour?" Damon asked nonchalantly as he looked out the window. His sharp jawline was displayed openly, rays of sunlight occasionally meeting his skin from the spaces between the tree leaves. They were passing by a long line of green palm trees on both sides. And not a single car drove by them since they started their jour
"Prepare for what?" She mumbled through her lips, still clutching her hands to her chest.Jason was a little...well alot shorter than every other werewolf around. He was even an inch shorter than Sarah and she was barely 5'4. The wind sent strands of his low, frazzled black hair in all directions and his black eyes were small and naturally slitted. Despite how mischievous his appearance looked, he still gave off an amicable vibe. He was probably even the only one at the party who wasn't practically cursing her six feet under with their eyes.It's no wonder why she didn't feel uncomfortable in his presence.A loud smacking sound jerked Sarah out of her thoughts. Jason had smacked Damon on the arm and was now grinning like an idiot, that same knowing look on his face. "She's messing with me, right?"Damon didn't make any move to speak. He simply looked to be awfully surprised to a degree that didn't se
"Refrain from giving him what he wants? I don't understand..." Sarah whispered to him, her eyes looking up at him in interest and eagerness. "What exactly does he want?""Well you know..." Jason smiled, intentionally withholding a direct answer to her question. "What he wants is..." He paused, gesturing with his hands for her to draw closer. Sarah cluelessly followed his instruction, inching closer to him with her ears perked and ready to receive whatever information he had to give."You!" The word reverberated through her ears, followed by an equally loud laughter that belonged to none other than Jason.Sarah pulled away from him quickly and rubbed her ringing ear. 'What the hell's up with this guy?' She asked herself, eying him suspiciously with narrowed eyes and raised eybrows. Damon wants her? Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous! Damon has never and will never want her. And even if he did, in what way did he actually w
"What kind of calamity stroke again?" Sarah asked herself as she stooped with her back against the wall and her head resting on her arm. Damon had chased her out of the party without any concerns as to how she would've felt. Yes, he shouted at her before, but this time, there was a slight difference...they weren't alone, they were among dozens and dozens of werewolves.She had kept a straight face when she was walking out, yet still, there were series of snickers and whispers dispersed over the crowd. And don't forget those women who gave her the death glare...in Sarah's opinion, they seemed to be in close comparison with Alexis.Sarah sat in place, watching as the moonlight replaced that of the sun and lit the place with a dull illumination. She sighed for the umpteenth time since she had arrived outside. She was getting tired of sitting and waiting for Damon to cease his incessant talking inside. Her feet were aching and her
A few years ago before she was captured by MR. knack, she had met a boy while roaming the streets. They both were homeless and had lost their parents so they easily understood each other's pain.But there was another similarity between them...they hated werewolves.For Kevin, it was a lifelong and boundless hatred, a hatred that he pushed over the limit. A few months before he met Sarah, his sister had been captured and killed by an Alpha werewolf. After having lost all his family to werewolves, his relentless hatred began to rouse.Meanwhile, for Sarah, her hatred was only temporary. She had also lost her parents in the same way, but as she grew, she came to realize that werewolves and humans were just two species that wanted to survive...and in order to do so, they had the unshakable mentality that they needed to fight against each other. Of course, she had some form of hatred towards MR. Knack and his goons for what t
'What is this? A trick of the fullmoon? Or a once in a fullmoon occurrence?'Sarah's stomach did little flips and her soft cheeks flooded over with red. It was an odd feeling, a feeling of both arousal and embarrassment. She was always naturally nervous and scared all the time, but she wasn't one to blush so furiously nor get aroused over something as trivial as physical contact. The sensations that were corrupting her body, mind and soul, were fairly new to her...another addition to the list of strange things that derived from meeting Damon.Yet...she couldn't deny that it was exhilarating and exciting.Back when Mr knack forced himself unto her, the only emotions she felt were disgust and hatred. The both of them made her feel totally different things, but there wasn't much difference between them...behaviour and personality wise. They were both Devils among humans and werewolves. They didn't care about someone as trivial as her. And the only thing they
"Hello, little mate."Damon was smiling. Damon was literally SMILING from ear to ear! Sarah's lips parted to let out an astonished gasp, her wide eyes unable to control studying every twist and curve of his features. His cheeks drew upwards and his full lips thinned the further they stretched across his face, forming two dimples that she knew absolutely nothing about. His eyes were no longer hazel, but golden and as she stared into them, she could decipher three emotions dwelling there...excitement, intrigue and something else that seemed pretty close to desire. Despite how much she was entrapped by his abysses, she managed to break eye contact and draw her gaze downward. The two odd things she noticed were that his fingers kept twitching and he was bouncing on his toes...not in a creepy way though, more like he was overflowing with excitement....And he almost seemed as if he could hardly keep himself from pouncing at her.But why would he pounce at her? Could it b
Sarah woke up with her skin lubricated with sweat and the space between her legs paved with heat. She could hardly move at will and her whole body felt weak to the point where she could barely keep her eyelids from drooping. There was also this inexplicable feeling in the pit of her stomach...an unbearable desire for something, something that she had never craved for so desperately before.She was unmistakably inexperienced in so many ways that it was almost embarrassing and everything about her screamed innocent, but she wasn't a complete idiot, she knew a few things. Yes, she was clueless when it came to certain aspects of life, however, at the moment she knew exactly what was going on with her body... She was aroused, very aroused to the point where it was slowly becoming painful.But even after knowing that, there were still some things about her situation that she just couldn't understand no matter how hard she tried to. She knew that men woke up with their thingy
"What's wrong with her?"Damon had been pacing back and forth in front of his room for around fifteen minutes. After having seen Sarah creeping on the floor like that as her arousal tickled his nose sensuously, one could only imagine how turned on he was right now. And what's worse, her sweet scent had risen thick in the air, driving him to the brink of inebriation. He couldn't get enough of her scent, even now."Snap out of it, dude. You're spacing out again with that creepy look on your face." Jason cringed as he flopped down on the bench and crossed his legs in a scissor-like fashion. "I'm beginning to think that I should've just left the moment you went all ape, especially since you're...you know..." Damon still kept his pokerface even as Jason glanced downwards at his crotch for a split second before jerking his face away, a disgusted look crossing his features. "Not cool, man...not cool.""What's wrong with her?" Damon repeated for the umpteenth time