I know that Solana has an attitude, but please be patient with her🤭
Damien's POVI got dressed as quickly as possible, feeling like a fool. I had been so carried away with Amara, that I forgot about the consequences of defiling the mate bond. I might not want Alpha Amanda, but she definitely didn't deserve this just after meeting me. I went low. So fucking low.And when I opened the door, I met the Alpha standing there, looking all shades of angry. "You better have a damn good explanation for hurting someone like this.""I... I forgot."That seemed to anger him even more. "You forgot? What do you fucking mean by that? I expected better from you, Gamma."I avoided his gaze. Right now he was not a friend or a brother. He was my Alpha, and I disappointed him."I will go to her."He kept on looking at me as if expecting me to say more."And I will apologize and explain the situation to her. We cannot work.""And that is totally fine. What is not fine is you hurting her because you can't keep it in your pants for a minute." He shut his eyes, inhaling sharp
Damien's POV I was enjoying the bliss of holding Amara and listening to her yap just about anything, as we climbed down the stairs. Now I knew all about kameron walking, Valerie and Klaus' matching tattoos, whatever the Omegas were saying in the kitchen. Back in the room, my wolf had been restless, pacing relentlessly as if trying to give me a sign about something. But nothing seemed wrong. Maybe he was just happy about last night. Just like me, my wolf also loved the red-head. But with each step I took, I became more tense, my hand tightening around Amara, a feeling of nausea coiling in my stomach. I didn't see her before the scent reached me. A crisp blend of wild rain and lilies. And when I set my eyes on hers, I froze. Something snapped into place between us, and my wolf stirred like never before. 'Mate.' I heard it. Loud and clear, but I still refused to believe it. No. No, no, no. She stood up, a picture of elegance and sophistication. Powerful aura making sure no one wo
Amara's POV I woke up late the next morning, tangled in the Gamma's arms, my face on his chest. My body ached slightly from our activity last night, on the lake and back here in his bedroom. Thinking about our time at the lake made me blush so hard. I never thought I would ever have sex outdoors, but there I was, holding on to dear life while he pounded me from the inside out. And I shamelessly begged him not to stop. I remembered promising that I would not make a sound, just in case someone was close by, but he didn't even go halfway before I broke the promise, screaming into the night like my life was on the line. Maybe it was. My body still tingled from the places he had touched me, which was basically everywhere. I stretched lazily, biting down a moan as a full, sweet ached settled between my thighs. Damien's arms tightened around me instinctively, like he sensed my movement even in his sleep. His face was so close— soft, relaxed, boyish even, when he wasn't growling possessiv
~Amara at 18, Damien at 22 Damien's POV Amara shifted. I had taken her to the forest early, taken all that she would need— extra clothes and sweaters, painkillers, water, myself. I was there for her at every step, carrying the pain with her. It was not easy. Damn, it was scary as fuck even though I had witnessed many shiftings. At every point, I wished I could just take the pain for her, but I knew the pain was necessary for every wolf. And by the time she was done, I felt like a proud dad. Amara hugged me so tight, I thought she might fall apart if she let go. Her body was still trembling from the shift, skin flushed, pupils wide with the lingering scent of transformation. She buried her face into my chest, and I didn't hesitate to wrap my hands around her and pull her closer. Goddess, I didn't think I've held anything so precious in my life. "I did it." She whispered, voice shaky. "You did it." "It was all you." That made me chuckle. "You would have shifted with or without
Amara's POV Damien kissing me was something I didn't think I would ever get used to. He always left me flushed and wanting more. And just like that, all the sick feelings from interacting with his father disappeared. "Do you want to go home or do you want me to take you somewhere else? You know, so I can make it up to you." I rolled my eyes. "There is nothing to make up for. You did nothing to me." "But my father—" "And you are not your father. You are you. And you make me happy." He stared at me for a moment too long, looking pleased by my confession, before his mouth descended on mine again, sucking my lower lip this time. "You make me want you all the time." His words made my stomach flutter, but I shook my head slowly, teasing. "Be careful there, Gamma, or I might start to think that you have no self control." He chuckled, but it was low and husky and far too sinful. "I really do not. Not when it comes to you." A sharp breath left my lips when he brushed his nose against m
Damien's POV It was about 30 minutes drive to my parents house— which I hated, because it was the reason mom could easily barge into the pack house to make me miserable. If the distance was farther, she would probably think more before getting on the road. "So what's the plan?" Amara asked on the way. She looked relaxed, but I could see the doubt lying underneath. "I mean, I am not marked and they will probably be expecting that." I thinned my lips. I didn't want to bring that up as I was not sure she was ready for it. If it was all left to me, I would have marked her that very first day she agreed to be mine. But I wanted to do everything at her own pace. I did promise her a safe space. "Do you want to be marked?" I asked, my voice sounding more excited than I intended. She turned to me and gave me a small smile. "Not yet. Maybe soon, but..." As if she could not find a word to complete it, she just shrugged. I could not deny the pang I felt. "Do you feel like you are not ready f