Ch. 7

Olivia’s PoV

Damian stood by the door. I could feel his wolf’s aura radiating possessiveness. If only I could mind-link him, I’m sure he does not agree with what Damian did to Vanilla. He was always so gentle to both of us.

“I was talking to Adam, your brother’s ex Beta.” After his sister Katherine became Damian’s Beta, Adam moved to the Crow Pack where he is the Beta now. Damian scoffed, he and Adam didn’t have a good relationship, so I’m not worried about Damian discovering my lie.

“What does that fucker want? He shouldn’t be calling someone else’s wife this late.” He said disdainfully. He had never liked me being friends with Adam or any man for that matter. He does not love me, but he has always been possessive of me. I scoffed, to him I’m just a possession, nothing else. I can’t believe how well he fooled me all this time.

“He just came back from vacation and couldn’t get a hold of Katherine. He was asking me about her, and he invited me to his welcoming party.” Damian seemed to be satisfied with my answer and approached me, cupping my cheek. I moved my face away. “There is no reason for you to be jealous, Damian.”

“I know I had no reason to be jealous. You only love me.” He smiled. “But I can’t help it.” His eyes darkened and I stiffened as he wrapped his arm around my waist. I did not want his touch. “You are mine Olivia. Never forget that.”

These thirty days could not pass fast enough. Soon I will be back home. “I will go shower now,” I said, stepping away from Damian.

As I took a shower my mind started drifting to events from the past. My father had arranged a political marriage for me. He was ruthless and threatened to send me to a restricted institution if I did not comply. He was so different than my loving and gentle mother. I refused vehemently. I wanted to find my fated mate. My father had no right to deny me that.

When Stephen learned of my father’s intentions, he helped me escape. Stephen had promised my mother to protect me always and he had kept his promise to this day. My father was furious, but could not do anything against Stephen, after all Stephen is the heir to the throne.

Father told my fiancé that I had become ill and could not marry him anymore. Ironically that’s how I will be going back, ill and defeated. I wonder if my ex-fiancé had eventually married. I never got the chance to meet him.

When I stepped out of the bathroom in a silk robe, Damian caught me from behind. “What took you so long” He grunted in my ear sending eerie goosebumps down my skin as I felt his hardness on my lower back. He can’t possibly think that I…

“Damian!” I gasped. Trying to take his strong arms off of me, but his grip only tightened.

“You locked the bathroom; I was going to join you.” He said huskily. “You never did it before.” He sounded wounded. His hot breath fanned my cheek. Before, I would have melted into his arms, but I can’t hug the man I love anymore, not when he has caused me so much pain. Not when he killed Vanilla.

“Damian… I don’t think we can.” I protested but he picked me up and laid me on the bed as he pulled off his shirt. His muscles rippled as he stood bare-chested looking down at me with eyes darkened with lust.

“I’ll take care of, you. I know that you’re weak. I will be gentle.” I shook my head with wide eyes. He can’t even begin to imagine how my body aches, constantly, incessantly, and the last thing that’s on my mind is to have sex in this condition.

Damian lay next to me saying sweet nothings in my ear, trying to coax me. Massaging my limbs and saying all the right things that now felt so wrong. I knew there was nothing I could do or say to stop him, so I just turned my face away as he started opening my robe. A growl of satisfaction escaped from his throat as he pulled both sides apart.

A knot formed in my stomach that made me whimper. It was when Damian pulled me into his arms that the same violent pain he had caused me when I lost Vanilla came back with a vengeance.

I writhed in pain as a frantic Damian shook me. “Olivia, what’s wrong?!”

“Damian, please make it stop! No more, please! It’s killing me!” It’s killing my baby. But I couldn’t say it out loud. He does not want my baby; Vivian’s baby is more precious to him. No, Goddess, I can’t lose this baby, like I lost Vanilla.

“Olivia, Goddess! This was not supposed to happen!!” He snarled.

“Damian… it burns me!” What did he do to me again? I opened my eyes for a second as I saw Damian clutching his head with both hands. Damian you’re killing your son and your mate. I will never forgive you.

“Lift the spell, Damian, I beg of you!!” I bellowed hugging my stomach.

“Baby, I did nothing. I swear. I don’t understand why you are in pain.” My eyes became blurry with tears as I looked at his panicked face. My body started shaking and I felt it tearing apart from the inside. My baby, my baby!

“Olivia, look at me. You can’t die! Listen to me, I can’t lose you.”

You already did, Damian.