Angel’s POV
Well today is the day. I feel sick to my stomach about what’s to come. I’m genuinely thinking about rejecting my mate before he has chance to reject me. It’s obvious who my mate is, I’m 95% certain that it’s Damon, our future Alpha, the ruthless monster. Either him or his driver but I’m presuming his driver doesn’t have the funds to gift expensive cars and arrange special muffin deliveries. But is he a ruthless monster, or am I thinking too deep into the rumours. I mean let’s be honest the gifts were beautiful but the words sent with each gift seemed to have a sweet and genuine nature. I don’t have a choice but to find out who he is as a person myself. I think I need to draw a line under the rumours and let him tell me his own story, well if he wants to anyway. If he doesn’t want me then we can reject each other and get it over and done with, like ripping off a plaster, fast is meant to cause least pain. I put on my dress, It’s a floor length, pastel pink dress covered top to bottom in diamantés, with just one shoulder strap which was glittering and reflecting the light. I felt like a beautiful disco ball and I loved it, I wasn’t usually a make up fan but Christie was adamant she wanted to do mine and I reluctantly agreed as long as she kept it natural looking, then my hair which is naturally straight and down to my mid back, she curled it and put it in a simple pin up, then I added my elegant matching shoes and bag which were also pink but a silky baby pink which blended nicely with everything else. When Christie was done she spritzed me with some perfume and stepped back like she was looking at a master piece. She smiled in delight and said “my work here is done! You will knock him dead!” I turned and walked towards my full length mirror, shocked t the person looking back at me! I had to admit it, she did an amazing job, I looked good. I looked really bloody good! Julian knocked on the door demanding we hurry up as it was nearly 7pm and we were running late. I took one more glance at myself, took a deep breath and walked out of my bedroom. Julian took a step back and his jaw was literally dropped! He was lost for words which is definitely a rare occurrence! He let a single tear slide down his face as he smiled, held my shoulders and simply said “wow!” We headed down the stairs and went to check for our taxi. As we stepped out of the door there was yet another surprise. Once again Julian was bouncing with excitement, “like OMG is this actually for us?” He said as he headed towards a while long stretched limo. The driver was stood by the back door and stated my name, and he explained that he had been sent specifically to collect myself and my friends for the ball. I finally allowed my joy to show and I was smiling for ear to ear. If clearly knows who I am, surely if he was going to reject me he wouldn’t go to all this trouble. I climbed into the back which looked like a mini disco, we poured a small glass of fizz that had been left for us and I finally let my guard down a tad.Damon’s POV I woke up around 11am, my body has a strange routine and I do t often sleep more than 5 hours, even thought I slept great next to Angel the amount of sleep was no different. I watched her sleep peacefully snuggled into me for about 15 ‘minutes before I decided to get up and be proactive. She would need, food and essential items for my place and I wasn’t going to give her a reason to leave anytime soon. When I got downstairs mum and dad both commented on the time, “good morning, or should we say afternoon” my nodded I smiled, “Not quite afternoon but near enough” I chuckled, “I’m going to get her some items sorted, as long as you guys are happy for her to stick around.” “Absolutely sweetie, just don’t force it. She has been through a lot recently” mum reminded me I knew mum was right, as much as I want Angel by my side, she has been through more than most. Lost her family, fought for her home, the accident which she still doesn’t know was me and not to mention
He was so cute, seriously he got up and arranged me some clothes although now I’m confused because if someone had been for my clothes wouldn’t my friends then know where I am! Before I could ask the question there was a knock on the door. Damon opened the door and took a tray off the housekeeper, “Thank you, also when Sara returns can you send her straight up!” He closed the door with his foot then joined me sat on the bed, he leaned over and kissed my head before saying “brunch is served” I looked at the tray and my mouth could water, I suddenly heard my stomach growl and I was so embarrassed but obviously I’m hungrier than I realised. We had a fruit platter, sausage, bacon and eggs and a rack of toast. It looked and smelled amazing, and a juice of fresh squeezed orange juice to rinse it down. It was quiet while we ate, but not an awkward quiet just a comfortable type of quiet where I didn’t feel the need for force conversation! As we’re about to finish brunch there wa
Angel’s POV I woke up after what felt like days of sleep, it was the best sleep I have ever had but when I woke I felt an emptiness. I rolled over to see that Damon had already left. It was 1pm and he’s a future Alpha so I guess he had things to do but he could have woke me. I sat up looking around but there were no signs of him, I suddenly felt cold and lonely. I walked to the bathroom to use the facilities and tried to think of my next move. I couldn’t get dressed as my panties and dress were ripped off although I definitely don’t regret that. I can’t brush my hair or teeth and I have nothing clean to wear and no idea where all his things are and I’m not rude enough rummage through his things so my only option is basically to stay here until I think of a plan. I headed back to the bed and laid there frustrated, suddenly I had a light bulb moment! My phone, I have my phone! I jumped up and reached it off the bedside unit, when I turned it on its pinged like it was about to explod
Damon’s POV The rest of the night after I changed my bedsheets, we just laid talking. Mostly me answering questions about myself, how I was raised, what I enjoyed to do for hobbies, my friends, my parents and how close we were and my sister. She’s not around much so we discussed her at length. My sister Alissa was born to my dad’s teenage girlfriend, they were not mates and never marked each other. While dating my dad Alissa’s mum met her fated mate, and although my dad wasn’t happy he was ok because he believed in the moon goddess, then when Alissa was around four year old her mum passed away in a road traffic incident while Alissa was with my dad for a few days. After a few months passed she was waking with nightmares, dad brought in a specialist to help his daughter process what had happened, unexpectedly the specialist was Eliza his fated mate and my mum. Alissa grew resentful towards my mum and felt like she was being replaced. When Alissa was around 9 and my dad was
Angels POV We laid together, no words spoken for a long time he just gently pulled me into his body and held me. It felt like home, like I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else. After a while he kissed me on my head and just casually asked if I would like a drink, like the most unexpected night hadn’t just happened. I nodded feeling like I hadn’t had a drink in a month, and he got up and went to his mini fridge in the corner. I did wonder how many times he had done this routine. “Is that your stash for when you have girls in your room I quizzed?” Feeling annoyed at the thought of him being with anyone else. I don’t have the right to be mad it just boiled my blood “Girls in my room, that actually never happened before!” He exclaimed Shocked I looked at him confused, “so what you do them everywhere but in here?” He laughed, “Awww cute how you seem jealous, but don’t freak out ok! Firstly this is my home and the only person who would ever be allowed into my bed would be my Luna
Damon’s POV I stood there for a moment just taking in the glorious view of my mate, I couldn’t believe she lost control like that and gave me the most amazing orgasm I had ever had. My angel went to stand up as she grabbed the shirt that I had given her to use as a nighty but before she had chance to get to the bathroom, I spun her round by her arm, scooped her up with her legs around my waist and she squealed in laughter. “Don’t think so princess, now it’s my turn to get a taste” I whispered in her ear as I threw her on the bed. Before she had time to respond, I was laid on-top of her with my lips crashing against her in hunger. She tastes divine like my own addictive drug. I had my bodyweight resting on my elbows so that my weight didn’t crush her, and she welcomed my kiss pulling me in closer with her arms around my neck and fingers running through my hair. She happily gave my tongue access to her mouth, her tongue fighting for dominance against mine. Then I moved my