Alpha Damien's POV:
I gradually slowed down, trying to appease my anger just for old times' sake.
"I love you, Damien. Please...Don't send me away," She speaks softly, however I didn't dare to move my eyes towards her knowing how things would probably end if I did.
Silence wrapped the air around us and I drove nonstop, until we reached the human territory.
We are now in the city, so I looked around and using my nose, I tried to locate the place where Sam has been staying. It was still faint, but
Catherine's POV: Damien came back seemingly deep in his own thoughts. My wolves and I studied his face expression all day since he came back after taking that human girl to her hometown. I squinted my eyes at him, asked him over a thousand times what had happened that made him so... f***ing pissed off. My attemps were futile, though, because Damien didn't tell me anything at all that I needed to hear as his mate. It has been a long week since that day, but Damien was definitely acting weird, if not the same at all. Did something bad happen? Did any one of them try to make a move on each other? Although Damien kept promising me so many times that he'd make things right, I don't really see the actions I would want to see. But that does not mean I don't think he really is sincere, because he is. I know it. It's just that, he's still keeping secrets from me, and I thought there should be no secrets between you and your own destined mate. I mean, wh
Catherine's POV: Damien came knocking on my door the next moment, and I was glad I locked it before I jumped on the bed to punish myself. "Catherine, open the door princess. You didn't even let me finish." Damien called out my name but I rolled my eyes, grunting in annoyance and grabbed two pillows that were the closest to me then covered my ears. "Go away. I never want to see you again. We're done." I said, trying my best to make it sound like I really meant it. Damn, why am I acting in such a childish way? I've never been like this before. But then again, what does it matter? Damien had really betrayed me, and our bond, and our baby. Even if she did drug him with whatever chemical she made him eat or drink, I believe in Damien's capability to resist temptations, knowing he always mentioned he graduated valedictorian in the course of commitment and loyalty. It seems he had been lying to me all this time. I shouted and grunted b
Demiana's POV: I just finished playing with Lilith who easily fell asleep after a long bone-breaking time of pillow fight. We had so much fun throwing pillows at each other's faces that we hardly even recognized the time. Somehow, spending some fun time with Lilith helped me shake off my annoyance for Drake who kept popping into my head and invading my mind in the most unpredictable times. Like when I'm taking a shower, eating food, talking to Lilith, I can't seem to take him off my mind. Even when I'm asleep, his sexy badass figure didn't leave me alone at night. I gazed upon Lilith's sleeping face and kissed her gently on the forehead before leav
Catherine's POV: It was as though time traveled fast, faster than I wanted it to be. The next thing we knew the next moon came, and my baby bump wasn't a little bump anymore but a growing one. I caressed my belly gently, smiling and sighing in sweet relief now that I'm about to be wed to my destined mate. Damien Ranskahov of the Blood Moon Pack, deemed Alpha of all Alphas. I laughed smugly to myself. Who would've thought, huh? Catherine the slave, Catherine the weak, Catherine the nobody would even get to be at this point, becoming the Luna of the Blood Moon Pack? The strongest pack there is in the whole of the United States.
Samantha's POV:Damien thought he could just get rid of me and I would let him slip away from my fingers, but he's wrong. I can always, ALWAYS, get what I want. That was how I got him to love me in the first place.I was seated at the back of my Bugati. This was my father's car. But now that he retired and settled on the side of the beach of Jacksonville, Florida, I get all the things that belonged to him. His car, his company, his driver, heck. Even his bank account that contained at least a billion dollars in it. A mere billion dollars would be nothing to him. Apparently it seems he can actually show some concern and care towards his own daughter after all, in the form of money and cars. I am his daughter, but there are certainly things he didn't know about me. Things I have hidden from him for fear he would shun me after what I have had become. A werewolf. I chuckle to myself. Well, it's
Malcolm's POV:I groan as I stare blankly at the papers that has been lying on my desk for almost an hour. Even until now we weren't having much progress in our experiments. We were getting no where with this. Sighing, I put away the papers and brought my phone out of my pocket. I dialed Xavier's number, my assistant. I sent him with several others of my men to see if they can spot some werewolves in the far south. It has been a week. He hasn't given me his report that I was expecting him to supposedly after three days. From the looks of it, they're probably gonna stay there for two whole months before they find anything useful in the area. After the third ring, he picked up the call."What's up, Malcolm?" Xavier's tired voice had sliced through the phone.
Damien's POV:"Have you thought of a name?" I slide my fingers down and around Catherine's pregnant belly.We were sitting casually on the royal couch right by the fireplace. The fire was illuminating her face in the most incredible, magical, and beautiful way. Her emerald green eyes held power and elegance that I have not seen in there before.Catherine smiled. Her face shone with a glorious golden light that reflected from the setting sun. It was almost night."Well, how about...Charles or Scott? If it's a girl, I want her to be named Lucy or Patricia."She said as she rested her hand over my large ones."I must say, Charles is actually nice. Scott? Maybe we'll reserve that name for our second pup, or our third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and so on and so forth," We both chuckled at the
DAMIEN'S POV: Samantha's finger brushed on the trigger as a smirk formed on her face, looking at me in disdain and with resentment evident in those eyes, I could tell she didn't really want to kill me. There used to be love and adoration reflecting in those eyes. Now all I saw was pain, betrayal, and revenge. 'Talk to her. She's just heartbroken. I think.' Hercules said to me. 'Look at her, Hercules. She's obviously gone mad. She blinded herself with her own rage. She probably won't hear anything I say. Besides, there's no point shifting now.' I tell him as I fixed my eyes on hers and that ominous aura that circumvallated us. Hercules let out a frustrated sigh. 'Catherine is in danger. Our pup is in danger. The whole pack is in danger. You HAVE to talk to her.' He pointed out.