As soon as she left Damien held out his hands for me which I took immediately and he led me outside the packhouse to the garage where the cars were. He let out a groan when his beta called him again from behind. "A minute please." He requested and I nodded watching as he walked to meet him. I was watching him talk to his guard but got distracted when I heard a squeal behind me, Heather was running towards, excited as usual. I wonder how she manages to keep happy all the time."Miss Bella! Miss Bella!" She jumped around excitedly and placed her palm on my mouth, her eyes widening in surprise. "O-M-G!! I love your new look! I love the hair, can I touch it?! Please!!" She clasped her palm together, pouting her lips. "Fine." I chuckled and crouched down, eyes level with her, allowing her to run her fingers on my hair."Oh my god! You're so beautiful!!" She giggled excitedly, jumping around. "Can you give me a ride now? On your pretty wolf pleaseeeee?""Not now, Heather. I have to go some
"Oh that's unexpected." They tried to keep a smile on their faces, pretending not to be surprised by this."Yeah, we have to leave now. Have a nice day." Damien said and held my hand, gently pulling me back to the car with him. I rolled my eyes and folded my arms as soon as we were seated in the car. "Hey." He called but I didn't even spare him a glance, looking away. "Hey, are you still mad at me?" "How can I not be?" I snapped angrily, shaking my head, still annoyed. "Just start the car and drive back to the pack house." He did not say a word again but ignited the engine, driving back to the pack house. The ride went in total silence and I stared outside the window, watching the streets of the pack. We arrived at the house a few minutes later and I tried to get out but the door wouldn't open. I leaned back on my chair realising he already locked the door and I was too deep in thought to know when he did."Hey, I'm sorry I might've sounded selfish. I really am." I jerked his hand
Bella's POVIt's been three days since Damien's change of mind towards me and honestly, it's been the best I've ever heard. Though it was kind of hard for the people, especially the maids to change their perspectives about me and give utmost respect just as Damien commanded. And it was also pretty hard for me to get used to this kind of life, having the maids right at my deck and doing things I could obviously do myself. It was sickening, I'd always wanted to scream at faces to leave me alone but I could understand they wouldn't even heed to my words, because of the fear that Damien might punish them for going against his words. My fingers slowly trailed up to my neck, pushing my hair to the side as I stood before the mirror and ran my fingers against the mark just between my shoulder and my neck. He finally marked me, was I expecting? No, not at all. I was happy he was finally accepting me to be his, but this is really out of it. I heaved out a deep sigh, leaning against the table.
“Are you going to send a letter or something? To let them know you disagree with their requests.” I asked after a few minutes of silence.“I would go there myself, I also need to find out who leaked information about all of this to them.” His brows knitted together in anger as he spoke, his fists clenched tight.“Hey, you know you need to take this easy, less violence,” I warned, guessing it might go smoothly if they talked things out than letting it result in fighting.“I’ll try, but it wouldn’t go easy for whosoever leaked information to them.” He said vehemently, letting me know he wasn’t going to change his mouth about that.“Lucas, send men to make investigations, we need to know who did this. Find the traitor.” I watched as he spoke to his Beta through mind-linking before standing up and heading toward the door.“Where are you going?” I asked, following suit.“To get ready, we leave in a few minutes.” He replied, walking into his room.“What? Get ready? To where?” I asked in utt
Bella’s POV I stared up at the wall clock, heaving out a deep breath for the umpteenth time, it was getting late already and he was not back yet, could it be things went wrong? I know I shouldn’t be bothered about this, he isn’t a weak one that could easily to defeated or killed, but I couldn’t help it at all. …what if this was a trap and they might be planning something really bad? I placed my palm on my face breathing into it. I hope he’s fine or I might just have to go find him. I stood up immediately I heard cars driving into the pack house and hurried out of the room, and down the stairs. I rushed out of the pack house just in time to see him step down from the car. “Damien!” I called, running up to him, suddenly wishing I could read my unasked questions. “How did I go?” I asked, looking up into his eyes, hoping to find answers. He did not reply but stared back at me for a few seconds before walking away, toward the house. Did something go wrong? I stared around in confusion
An hour later, I stood at the border of the pack I once lived in, leaning down on my knees, panting heavily. I stayed there for about five minutes, waiting to catch my breath before heading into the pack. Thankfully there were no guards at the border, well that was quite strange and a bit risky for them though. I found my way into the familiar streets, heading to my father's house. Nothing changed since I left, just the same quiet place. I ignored the stares of the passers-by, who recognized me, and kept my head up high. In a few minutes, I was standing on the porch of the house I once called home. I pressed my lips together, trying to suppress the emotional feeling rising in me. I took a step to the door and placed a knock on it moving back. I heard footsteps approaching before the door went open and Rowena, my step-sister, stood by the door staring up at me in shock. "What are you doing here?" She asked, pushing all expressions on her face away, probably trying to pretend she wasn't
The first place I rushed to immediately after regaining consciousness was Bella’s room and just like I expected she was out of sight. “Dang it!” I slammed my fist on the wall, cussing angrily. How could I have expected she was going to drug me, just to make sure I don't interfere with her plans? Her never working plans, she doesn’t know these people as I do, once an alpha makes up his mind it doesn’t change. But she’ll never listen!“You can’t be sure though.” I hissed out annoyingly when Dean spoke. Was there any need to doubt? I hate it when she acts unnecessarily stubborn, and now I am the one to get so worried. I tried to reach her through the mind link but it wasn’t going through, it was either she was deliberately ignoring me or she was unconscious, in the hands of those people.Hurriedly, I left the room heading downstairs in search of Linda, if they worked together she must definitely be around the pack house. I headed to the kitchen when I heard voices coming from there, she
It took about an hour before Damien finally returns to the room, he goes straight to the table, picks up a key and walks over to me, undoing the handcuffs. I flexed my arms immediately, rubbing my palm over my wrists as the numbness began to disappear very slowly. There were red marks around my wrists, probably from pulling my hands too much trying to release myself.Damien crouched down before me, kneeling on one knee and gently held my right hand, massaging the wrists carefully. He was being affectionate even though he was the one who caused it, I looked away feeling slightly annoyed."You mad at me?" He asked with a glance at me, before looking back at my wrist. I don't reply, taking my gaze around the room, looking for something else to focus on and not his face. When I didn't reply, he moved on to my left wrist repeating the process again. "You made me do that, you know?""You did not have to cuff me to the bed. It's disrespectful." His eyes widened when I replied but he shrugged