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Damien's POVThe moment I got to the pack house compound, I decided to send a mindlink to Valerie, but I could not reach her. Either she closed her mind off or she was not in the pack right now. I then tried Carrie. I wanted someone to help me send that girl away, and I was certain that the Alpha and Beta would rather place the girl in front of me just to rile me up. Now I was stuck asking the women.Carrie's voice came as a moan in my head. 'Let me be. I'm fucking.'Oh fucking goddess. As if I wasn't traumatized enough.The second I stepped into the pack house, something latched onto my right leg. I looked down to find little Camilla— wrapped up in a cute chubby starfish outfit— clinging to me like I was her personal jungle gym. She was Carrie and Jamie's daughter. We call her Cami or CJ— an acronym for Camilla Jessica— the initials of both her mom and dad."Hello, Princess." I cooed softly, and she smiled, revealing her cute little teeth— six on the bottom and four on top. But make
~ A year and six months after the death of Jared (Amara's mate) Damien's POV I was seated in my office in the training center. I had busied myself with the recruitment and training of new warriors, and now I was exhausted. I decided to take a little break now. I went into my office and ordered that I was not to be disturbed, unless absolutely necessary. My warriors know better than to disturb me when I placed an order like that. For more than a year now, I hardly smiled at anyone. I became too strict, too rigid. I didn't take punishments lightly. I never abused my powers, but I was much more lenient before now. That was why I was taken aback when someone dared to open the door, barged in without knocking. They definitely had a death wish. I raised my head, ready to put the person in their place when my nose suddenly picked up on the familiar scent and I took in the beautiful sight before me. "Hello, Soldier." She grinned, her eyes lighting up the whole room. "Your men tried to s
INTRODUCTION Damien: It is not a crime to love what you cannot explain, they say. Then why does loving her make me feel like a criminal? All my life, I had only ever loved one woman. I had prayed to the goddess that she would be my mate, that fate would choose her for me, and I had hoped against all odds. But when she turned eighteen and she wasn't the one, my heart shattered. I should have fought for her, but I was a coward. I walked away. By the time I found the courage to try, it was too late for me. She found her own mate, her moon blessed. And me? I was stuck loving her in silence. When I thought all hope was lost? A tragedy struck and her mate died. But I could not be happy. Not when I know she loved him. Not when he was someone I respected. But I was going to be selfish this time. May the goddess forgive me because Amara would not. I had only ever loved one woman, but she was not mine to love. °°°°° Amara: I have always had a crush on the Gamma of my pack, and I hoped
Hello dear readers🥰 Thank you so much for sticking with me to the end of Marcel and Solana's story. I didn't plan to write them at first. And even when I did, I didn't expect that it would be more than 20 chapters, but I ended up falling in love with them and writing 63 instead. I planned to write about Amara and Damien first, but for some reason(maybe because it's supposed to be heavy on guilt and emotions and I think I can't pull it off), I decided to prioritize Marcel and Solana. But I didn't regret it. We will be meeting them again in the final epilogues of the book. From the next chapter, we will be diving into Amara and Damien's story (I don't know if anyone is excited about it, but I hope you give it a chance🤭). Please let me know your thoughts. Please, if you haven't given a review, I will really really appreciate it if you do. It will help the book gain readers. And to Derena, thank you so much for your comments. I always look forward to them🙈. To Amanda, thank you for
Marcel's POV Solana didn't wake up until noon, while I had been up since morning, just watching her. She looked so happy, and warmth was blooming through my chest. I had caught her smiling and muttering my name. This was the sixth time now. I had been taking pictures of her, because I just couldn't resist how adorable she looked. "I love you..." She mumbled again, amongst other words, and I was lucky enough to catch that in a video. She was going to bury herself in embarrassment when I make her watch all these. Unable to resist the urge, I learned forward and pressed my lips against her forehead, and that seemed to wake her up. Her eyes fluttered cutely before she opened them. Now she frowned, eyeballs darting around as if trying to make sense of where we were. I gently tapped her across the cheek with two fingers. "Earth to Solana. Recognize me?" I flashed one of the pictures of her when she was smiling and sleeping at her face. She gasped in horror, eyes glowing to reveal her
Valerie's POV After the song changed, other couples went to the dance floor. Klaus and I were the only ones remaining on our table, as we watched other couples dance. "Do you care to dance?" He asked me gently, his hand carefully placed atop mine, while his gaze was fixed on me. He had been watching me since the moment we entered here. This was the room I met him. The room I kept getting tossed between him and Ronald. I never saw myself coming back here. He didn't want me to come, but I insisted. I was happy now, I was doing so well, surrounded by love and care, so I would not let any part of my past control me, dictate for me. But I could still not deny that knots that twisted in my stomach at the memory. I got those flashes— me locked up, forbidden from interacting, mercilessly abused and treated like I was not worth a thing. I liked to believe that I have healed. But there were some parts of our lives we never truly fully heal from. We just learn to live with them, learn from t