DAMON
The tension that had built vanished the moment Azura spoke, replaced by shock.
Everyone had frozen, Aunty Red’s cheeks burned, a rare sight actually, but Uncle El simply smirked.
A small giggle from Raven made me glance at her. Although her cheeks were flushed, she was finding this amusing.
"Yeah, it doesn’t work like that." Uncle El said pointedly to a very confused Azura.
"And you two need to be careful, there’s a kid in the damn house." Liam muttered.
"I’ll remind you of that when your time comes." Aunty Red shot back.
That made Liam tense and Raven’s heart skip a beat.
‘I mean it, I want you both to sort your shit out. This pack needs their leadership united.’ His voice came through the link.
I knew we both could hear him.
‘Understood.’ I said, making sure Liam could hear too.
I wanted to sort this shit out, I really fucking did. I glanced at Raven. She looked hot. There was something a
RAVEN "Kia!" I exclaimed, running over to her. She rushed forward and we both hugged each other tightly. "We weren’t expecting you." Liam said, lifting Dante up. "It’s a surprise." He said, as if this wasn’t obvious. I smiled, oh goddess that kid was cute. Al shook hands with Liam whilst giving Damon a curt nod. I had video called Al after his brother had passed away, but I didn’t go, knowing they needed time with both their own families. I didn’t want to go and make Liam stay away. I bent over looking at the two adorable dumplings that I just wanted to gobble up completely. They were soo cute! "Kia you make cute babies! Ah, they are even cuter than the last time I saw them." "Hun, I sent you a picture of them just two days ago." Kiara said, hugging Liam tightly. "Hmm nope, still cuter than ever." I whispered, caressing Skyla’s cheek. "Alpha Alejandro, Kia." Damon said. "Hey, Damon." Kiar
RAVEN I stepped into my bedroom with a small towel wrapped around me, towelling my hair with a second towel when I froze, seeing both Damon and Liam standing there. Arms crossed, both shirtless, their gazes fixed on me. My heart was racing as I stared at them. What the hell was going on? "What…" My words died on my lips when they both approached me. Liam pulled me close, sending sparks rushing through me. Those were only heightened when I felt the heat of Damon’s body behind me. His fingers grazed up my thigh, sending off rivets of pleasure. I gasped. What was happening? "Don’t think so hard beautiful, relax…" Liam murmured. Reaching down, he threaded his fingers into my hair, tugging my head up. With his other hand, he ripped my towel off, making my eyes fly open, but before I could even say anything, his lips met mine in a delicious kiss. I sighed softly against his lips, feeling Damon’s hands cup my breasts. My cheeks heated
RAVEN Night had fallen and I had returned home to the packhouse an hour ago. I had decided to get my stuff unpacked. I was opening my parcels, admiring my new bedding and curtains, when I paused, remembering part of the conversation that I had with Al and Kia as it replayed in my mind. My stomach twisted and I dropped onto my bed, sighing heavily. I'm so scared of this talk that I knew we needed to have, but it needed to be done. I picked up one of my parcels before sighing and tossing it on the bed again. Rejection… Al was so adamant that it would need to happen. Why did Selena pair us together if all she wanted was to hurt us and tear us apart? I sighed, standing up and grabbing a plastic tub from the bedside table. I think I needed to talk to Damon about this, and I won’t lie, I needed to see Aunty M. I walked downstairs, the warm bustle of the other young adults around the packhouse was pleasant. I snuck out and headed towa
RAVENI reached over and took his hand. I don’t care what anyone thought, I didn’t feel guilty about Liam right now either, this was one friend to another. I needed to know, before we had this sit down, I wanted to know what was inside Damon’s head, because I knew he wouldn’t be able to be completely honest in front of Liam.Damon stared down at our hands, before turning towards me and placing his mug down.He blew out a breath before nodding."I messed up. Unlike Liam, who stayed true to you, I didn’t… I feel fucking guilty for that, and it’s no excuse…""But?" I asked softly, sensing his turmoil.He was struggling to say what was deep in his heart.‘Speak to me however you find easier.’ I mind linked.He looked into my eyes before looking down at his hands.‘That night of the blood moon… I was scared I would lose my best friend, someone I consid
LIAM I turned, leaving her standing there looking fucking devastated. The anger that was burning through me was out of my control. No matter how much I tried to calm the storm within me, I couldn’t. I needed to get away from here before I did any damage. I rushed down the stairs. The anger of my wolf was out of my hands now. My claws and teeth were already out and I was just trying to make it to the fucking door. My feet hit the bottom step just as one of the Omega’s stepped out, "A-alpha your…" I snapped my gaze towards her, my heart thumping dangerous. Her eyes widened, dropping the Tupperware box she had been holding out to me and backing away slowly before scampering away. Smart move. Ripping the door open and almost off the hinges, I rushed out, shifting and running into the woods. Needing a fucking break from everything. Deep down, I knew the jealousy and anger that was festering inside of me was only grow
RAVEN The moment he stormed out, I took a deep breath; my heart was fucking hurting. The Liam that I knew was so far gone, that fucking hurt too. I walked over to the door, locking it before picking up Damon’s torn shirt. I dropped to my knees, letting out a shuddering breath. Why were things so shit? When one wanted to make it work, the other wanted to destroy it. But even then, I knew Liam was hurting. Yes, I couldn’t excuse his behaviour, but he was just the type of person who loved deeply. I understood that. Where Damon was able to cope and even moved on with Robyn, Liam hadn’t been able to, letting his emotions and pain eat him up inside. I couldn’t blame him for his stance. Liam… I placed my head in my hands. What do I do? And what was with the colour of his eyes? That anger and darkness… Closing my eyes, I inhaled deeply, still clinging to that torn shirt. Damon’s scent was soothing, but even then, I couldn’t get
LIAM Everything else was gone from my mind, I didn’t know how many hours had passed since I had begun to read the book. Some of it was far too worn to read, yet it was preserved well even then. Some of it was what we already knew; how the Deimos was one of the first four werewolf lines, alongside the Asheton and Solaris, and the new piece of knowledge was the name of the fourth line - The Volkov. This was the line that the very first Lycan was born into, but unlike the other three who were like royalty, the Lycan was shunned and ousted from the inner circle of the other three lines, as it was feared by the werewolves. It is interesting, considering it was the Lycans who were destined to be the kings who would rule over us, whenever born. The story was otherwise the same as what the witch Janaina had once told Kiara and Alejandro, with perhaps a few minor additional details. This book was mostly about the Deimos line: How our line had moved away first
RAVENI had told Zack the plan and filled Damon in yesterday. We were going to do this at 11 pm tonight. However, I was feeling extremely confused. There were so many things that were eating me up inside, from the pain I felt in my chest when I remembered Damon’s pictures, to the way Liam had treated me.When I had gone to bid Kia farewell, the way Aunty Red had remarked that I had just missed Liam was almost as if she suspected something was up. Yet I just remained smooth and blew it off.I was adjusting my dark pink ribbed top when there was a knock on the door.Who was that?I walked over to it, pulling it open. My smile vanished the moment I saw Liam standing there. Like always, he looked like a Greek god; in grey pants and a black and white graphic tee that stuck to his body like it was painted on, along with black boots. Why did he look so damn good? He had his hands in his pockets. His intense cerulean eyes trailed over me slowly, I su