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Chapter 13**Serena’s POV** “You fucking did what?” He roared at me as the tremor of his voice boomed across the room.“That wasn't your medications Damien, it was a fucking Narcotic, cocaine and some hard drugs .”“And how the fuck is that your goddamn business Serena, do you have any idea what you did?” I swallowed and bit my lips hard, I was only trying to avoid him from taking it if I'm going to be anywhere around him. “ And how the fuck did you know about the medicine!” He growled, I could see his wolf practically surging out at me that I don't know if he was mad or excited.“I've worked in the club before, I knew this things” “And you decided to be fucking nosy? Do you fucking know what you've done, who the fuck owns that package and the millions it cost?” Fear gripped my soul as he said those words, he was mad. His nose flared on his pretty face and as he stepped closer, blood drained on my face as his hands gripped me tightly till he pushed me to the wall.“I didn't want y
Serena's PovDamien was dangerous. That much, I knew. But what I wasn’t prepared for was how my body reacted to him. It was really infuriating. The way his dominance wrapped around me like an iron chain and the way my skin burned when he touched me was too real, I felt starved and the worst thing was he was doing this to let me know that I'm helpless.“Get on the bed.” His voice was dark and consuming. Nothing else mattered in the world anymore aside from his intense stare and teasing on my skin. I swallowed hard and obeyed quietly, being male was normal for the wolves but I don't think that's the case with me right now, I was sweating and shaking under his intense stare.“Whatever you do, touching me or yourself is out of the box.”“What? What do you mean?” I asked him in confusion as I watched him take off the belt if his trousers and raw fear mixed with excitement enveloped my skin.“What I mean is that, those tiny hands stays in place while you watch what I do you”“Dam.. Damien?
Serena's Pov “Tell me you want it, Serena.” His gaze on me was dark and sensual, I was covered in sweat , my nipples were highly sensitive and my vision blurred as I felt a slap on my pussy with the edge of the belihe used.“Yes.” I groaned, gripping the sheets tightly as my head was thrown to the back, if this was the punishment he was talking about then he's right. I need him to just fucking thrust, get me to it and make me fucking come.“Yes what?” “Can you just stop and do it , you're hard too. You want this more than me so stop faking it to make me look desperate.”I hissed, staring at the slant bulge of his cock and he smirked.”“Not as much as you want this right now princess.” He spanked my ass hard again and I trembled, his other hand was on the edge of the belt, slapping my pussy softly repeatedly until I could no longer take it.“Do it Damien.” I breathed heavily and cupped my breasts hard which made his eyes widened for a second before it went dark again.“I said no touc
[Trigger Warning: Blood, Gore scenes, Killing and use of vulgar words. If you're not into this, I'll advise you skip to the next chapter] Damien’s POV I would have fucked Serena hard if I stayed one more second in that room or watched her come at my touch. It wasn't supposed to fucking happen but I would do anything to see her submit to me, to see her vulnerable and exposed to me. The stash she threw away was replaceable but she was crossing boundaries already and I was getting deep into this shit with the other members especially after Zayn’s words. I wasn’t doing this for myself, If it were up to me, I wouldn’t waste a second entertaining this shitty protocol. No, I was doing this for the little stripper in the form of my mate. If I didn’t honor this invitation, my wedding scene would be painted in blood and that would terrify her. Not that I gave a damn about her feelings, but a panicked mate was a liability to an Alpha like me. She already wanted to flee, act tough and strong
Trigger Warning: Blood, Gore scenes, Killing and use of vulgar words. If you're not into this, I'll advise you skip to the next chapter] DAMIEN’S POV There were still more bodies to drop in this Fangs ritual but Vincent’s words wouldn’t leave my damn head. Your little stripper is getting curious, it made me uncomfortable that Serena might know the kind of bastard I am and it irritated the fuck out of me that I was getting affected when I shouldn't give a damn. That bastard Vincent was always poking, always watching and always digging into things that weren’t his business. I wasn’t a man with a conscience and never had been, my hands were drenched in so much blood that the stench had become a part of me and I fucking enjoyed it. The hunt, the thrill and the final moment when life slipped away beneath my hands. It was what I was made for but when it came to Serena? I didn’t want her running from me, no, Orion didn't want that. And it's not because I needed her or because I gav
DAMIEN’S POV Serena was running away from me!I could tell everything about her right now, her breath, her feet stumbling over tree roots, her thin form which barely formed a shadow in the thick trees. "Serena!" I roared again, my voice tearing through the woods like a damn gunshot. Fuck this, what's she doing here?She didn’t stop. Her scent was everywhere, suddenly drowning out the blood, the sweat and the filth of the ritual. My wolf clawed inside me and raged hard at her escape. She had seen too much already, Too fucking much. I thought she was a little nosy thing but just realised that she was a bullet and ran too fast but I was faster. I let her run for a little longer and let her think she had a chance or a tiny flicker of hope before I ripped it away. Her foot caught on a root and she fell hard with her hands scraping against the rough ground. A choked sound escaped her lips but before she could get up to resume her sprint, I was on her immediately. I grabbed her
"You wanted me to give you something much worse and you decided to follow me knowing you could be bent over and get fucked in this woods like a slut? Is that it princess, were you thinking of my cock so badly that all you had to do was defile my rules every damn time.”“Don't touch me Damien, I was only trying to know who I'll be staying with?”“No, I think you want to dance for me Serena, I mean you can always use these tree branches as one of your poles and shake that ass for me the same way you've been doing for others right?” The last word tasted like a bile at the depths of my throat and I hated how it affected me.“I just want to go home now, I shouldn't have come here. It was a mistake.” She breathes heavily and stares at the dark woods around.“Too late for that, didn't you see what happened to those who wanted to retreat?” Sweat licked her face like horror and she stumbled backwards.“You're…you , are you going to kill me?”“What do you think?” I cocked my head and walked clo
Serena's Pov "You broke protocol," the man continued and stared at me as if I was the nightmare of his dreams. "She’s a civilian and outsiders don’t leave once they’ve seen this place." My breath hitched in fear at that statement. Damien tilted his head in amusement and flickered his dark eyes. "And what exactly do you think you’re gonna do about it, huh?" The man smirked and shook his head, "It’s not me you should be worried about, Pakhan. It’s the Lords. They won't let her move and inch" A tense silence stretched between them and my heart pounded too loudly. What would he do? Will he let them kill me or take me away? Damien let out a sharp cold laugh. "You guys really think you can keep my mate from me?" Another man scoffed. "It’s not about keeping her from you Alpha, It’s about keeping you from making a stupid mistake." His eyes flicked to me in a disapproving manner. "An omega? Really? You think she’s fit to stand beside you?" Rage. Pure and unfiltered rage radiated of
Serena's Pov The silence in the car was thicker than smoke. Damien sat beside me, blood dried around his temple, his suit ruined, but somehow… he still looked like sin dressed in Armani.I could feel his power pulsing through me.It wasn’t just adrenaline or rage. It was real, Raw and alive. My body hummed with it, like a second heartbeat that wasn’t mine. And every time I looked at him, I could feel his pain, his fear and his obsession with protecting me, even when I didn’t ask for it.“You’re quiet,” he muttered, glancing over at me as the SUV sped down the road, leaving the burning warehouse behind us.“I just kicked a grown man off a rooftop,” I whispered, staring out the window. “I don’t think there’s a manual for this.”Damien chuckled under his breath, but it wasn’t playful, it was dark. “He deserved worse.”I turned to him slowly. “So this is what it feels like… being one of you.”“You’re not just one of us,” he said, eyes locking with mine. “You’re mine.”There was something
Damien's Pov I yelled at Vincent and he smirked, pinned Serena to his body.Her hands were tied and her lips were trembling with her eyes wide and a goddamn gun was pressed to her head.I took a nasty step to meet him but that same moment, someone slammed a pipe into the back of my knee and I went down.A scream ripped out of her throat and I felt enraged not from the stab but where when stabbed me because it would be difficult to heal. I tried to get up, but another strike came and my ribs cracked. “Tsk, tsk, Alpha Damien. Look at you. On your knees for a woman.” Vincent smirked with smile whispering into Serena's ears.“I’ll kill you,” I growled, spitting blood on the floor.He chuckled. “You said that already.”“Touch her again, and I’ll skin you alive,” I snarled in pain, looking for anything to distract him while it fucking slowly heals.“Such a devotion,” he smirked, then waved to one of his men.The guy stepped forward with a knife.I lunged, even on my knees and half-broken
Damien's Pov We had barely reached the warehouse when the wind carried the smell of smoke long before we saw the flames.Something felt off even before I left and I hated it. That eerie, cold twist in my gut. It wasn’t even about the fire. It wasn’t the silence on the line when I tried to call Serena for the fourth damn time. It was like my soul was pulling me in the opposite direction. I clenched my jaw, scanning the road as we drove. My wolf was restless, pacing under my skin, whispering her name like it was the only word left in the universe.I suddenly pulled the brakes hard.“Zayn,” I muttered, gripping the wheel tightly. “You need to go back.”Zayn’s brows pulled together. “We’re almost there, Damien. Don’t start.”“I’m serious. Go back.”“Why? So you can walk into hell alone? No.” He crossed his arms with his jaw firm.“Zayn—”“No,” he snapped. “This attack is mine too. You keep pushing me back like I’m some damn coward. I’m your Beta, not your bodyguard.”I slammed the door o
Serena's Pov They all left in a hurry, rushing like any more second would make everything collapse.Before I could puzzle it out, a familiar voice made my blood run cold."Well, well. Look who's back."I turned to find my stepsisters, Elena and Sloane, emerging from the shadows of the corridor. They'd been suspiciously quiet all day, and now I understood why—they'd been waiting and plotting theirs as if it would be any different."Where have you two vipers been hiding?" I asked, instinctively taking a defensive stance.Elena smirked, tossing her long blonde hair over her shoulder. "Watching you ruin everything, as usual. You really are a witch, aren't you? Poor Damien isn't even thinking straight anymore because of you.""Fuck off," I growled. "I don't have time for your games.""Oh, we can't do that," Sloane purred, stepping closer. Her sleek black hair framed a face that could have been beautiful if not for the cruelty in her eyes. "Not when you've made such a terrible mistake.""
Serena's Pov “I'll be back Damien, please just a moment with–”“I don't bloody care, don't fucking leave that door with Vincent!” He roared at me like a mad animal and my heart twisted, could he not think of it that way. I needed to talk to Vincent too, I need to confirm and set things right not to cause any misunderstanding and seeing that he was blind to all of that, I held Vincent's hand and walked outside l.The moment we stepped outside the mansion, Vincent grabbed my arm and shoved me against the rough stone wall. His eyes glowed amber as his wolf pushed to the surface, teeth elongating as he snarled in my face."What the fuck are you doing staying with Damien when we clearly had an agreement?" he growled, his breath hot on my face.I pushed back against his chest, refusing to be intimidated by his silky tantrums and fake concerns.. "It wasn't an agreement, Vincent. I was forced to say those things because of the situation and you freaking know that."His laugh was cold and hol
Damien's PovI couldn't help the smile that spread across my face when Serena slapped Ivy so hard she toppled off her chair. My little mate had fire in her and it's precisely what this pack needed in a Luna. Watching her drag Ivy back up by that ridiculously expensive dress and threaten her sent a surge of pride through my chest. If only she'd hit her again."Please, Alpha," one of the maids sobbed, falling to her knees before me. "We don't want to die. Have mercy!"Another was hunched over a decorative vase, emptying the contents of her stomach. The sound of retching filled the dining hall as panic spread among them like wildfire. Their faces had gone pale, eyes wide with terror—all because they believed I'd poisoned them.Fucking Fools. All of them."Get up," I commanded, my voice cutting through their pathetic cries. "I haven't poisoned anyone."The room fell silent except for a few hiccuping sobs."What?" one of them whispered, voice trembling.I leaned back in my chair, enjoying
Serena’s Pov My heart pounded in my chest as I watched Damien interact with the maids. The easy smile on his face, the way he laughed at their jokes, the casual touches—it all seemed so genuine that for a moment, I questioned whether I had misunderstood his intentions.“I meant behaviours for the benefit of this pack, don't worry please eat up.” He smiled but it was the fakest thing I've ever noticed"More wine, Alpha?" one of the maids simpered, leaning forward to give him a better view of her cleavage."Thank you, Lily," Damien replied smoothly, holding out his glass. His eyes flickered to mine briefly, and I caught a hint of something mischievous beneath his charming facade.When he caught me staring, his lips curved into a knowing smirk. I quickly looked away as heat rushed to my cheeks. This whole situation was making me uneasy. One minute he was declaring me as his mate, and the next he was flirting with the maids who had tormented me for months.What game is he playing? I wond
Serena's Pov I didn't know what Damien was up to but I leaned against the dining room doorway, watching the scene unfold with a mixture of disbelief and growing unease. The maids who had been in the dungeon, especially the very same ones who had sneered at me now sat around the Alpha's dining table dressed in clothes that probably cost more than everything I owned combined."Look at her face," one whispered loudly enough for me to hear. "She finally realizes her time is over."Another snickered. "After all, why would the Alpha keep her around when he's chosen someone worthy of his status?"I bit my lip hard, the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth with my wolf growled inside me. I shouldn't be standing her like this, I'm already tired of their rants and accusations thrown at me.“Keep calm”, I told my wolf This might be nothing serious.“Nothing serious?” my wolf scoffed. “ Open your eyes, Serena. Look around you.”The dining hall had been transformed. Crystal glasses sparkled u
Serena I couldn’t breathe at all.The weight of his words to Ivy played on repeat in my head like a broken, cursed record. “Wear something nice.” My heart cracked again. No matter how I tried to push it away, that sentence kept clawing at me. Was that what he said to me the first time he wanted me? Was that all I was to him? A pretty object to show off? A fucking costume to undress at night and forget by morning?My wolf growled deep inside me. She was seething, pacing in fury. Ivy? That traitorous she-wolf? That plastic, wide-smiled seductress who once watched me get whipped and laughed?My claws almost pushed through my skin as I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out.I shot up from the bed, not even caring that I was wearing nothing but one of his oversized black shirts that barely reached mid-thigh. No bra. No slippers. My bare feet hit the cold marble like a damn storm. Let them stare, Let them see the supposed "Luna" of the most feared Alpha in the werewolf world march thr