Chapter 3: Distress call

( Damian)

" Please, Damian. They're coming." I sprang to my feet the second I heard her voice.

I could pick a sharp snap of branches and crush of debris. She's running from someone, or—"Damn it!"

" Do not speak. Rub mud all over your body and hide. Leave the phone on—"

" It's snowing here...ahhh!"

Her voice faded. Something snarls confirming my suspicion. Wolves.

From my study, I rushed into the bedroom where Lisa was sprawled in a g-strings.

" Why in a hurry?" She twirled her bra rope on her fingers, and adjusted with her well-rounded back to my view. Waist dipped to raise her behind with the tattoo on her right butt in full display.

For years, I have longed for her succulent juice. To round her hips and roam over her body. To feel and kiss that tattoo. It was my ticket to escape from the curse. I was going to marry her and make her the queen of my empire. She would carry my pups, too.

I have been obsessed over her like there was no other woman in the world. So, I can't understand why I suddenly feel an absence of appetite. Like a fountain is flowing over the furnace of my desire for her.

" I have to go now. Your sister is in grave danger."

" My sister? Why do you suddenly care so much about her?" She knelt on the bed, cleavages bouncing at every shake of her muscle. Back then, I would spin her and slam into her until she screamed my name. Every attempt to seduce me met stronger recompense. Right now, I can't even feel my d**k.

" She is your sister!" I said flatly, typing out instructions to my secretary to come quickly.

" Fine, then send someone else," she fussed.

A smile parted my lips. I drew her into my arms and closed in to plant a kiss on her lips. Just like before, her breath carries a negligible scent of garlic. I turn and kiss her cheeks instead.

" I'll be back before you know it."

" What if she just wants to take you away from me?" She whined, and rounded my waist. Her head meets my chest perfectly, unlike Lucy who is taller. With our proximity comes that garlic smell.

I didn't always hate it. In fact, I didn't notice it before. Lisa and I had several things in common, one of which was ginger and garlic tea. I developed an allergy to it after her disappearance. The doctors couldn't point out what exactly my problem was, since all my meal had them. It took Lucy's attention to identify it as the cause. Now, I can't stand it.

" She wouldn't bind me to herself without my permission," I assured.

She released me, frowned and folded her arms. " Are you in love with my sister?"

" Why would you imagine that? Was I, yet I never touched her in five years?"

" Well, I can't understand why you suddenly care about her!"

All through my quest of tracking Lucy's phone, Lisa's question bugged my mind.

I'm yet to shake off the feeling of being drawn to her insightful arguments. Also, I noticed a week ago that she doesn't have new clothes.

I was patiently waiting for her to go on a shopping spree once she entered my family. Nothing! I can't say how much I hate the fact that she suggested divorce at a go.

" Do you think your brother took her?" D, my secretary asked, worried. I had sent her ahead of me. She wound up finding Lucy's phone.

I wiped the phone. Checked to see it was working. The screen came alive with a photo of Lucy in a small cottage.

" D, look." I raised it to her.

" Isn't this the—"

" Unmistakable! It certainly is." I replied. The way she looks at peace with the peach tree overhead and the small windows opened, makes it feel like it is her home. This cottage belongs to my father's archenemy. The man I have been hoping to meet in this lifetime. I hope for our sake Lucy has no connection to him.

" Get it some place safe. If anyone here finds it, she will be put to death."

I left the car in her care and turned to leave. " Damian," she grabbed me by the elbow. " Please, don't hurt him. Remember you are both brothers."

I snapped. " He lost that kinship when he murdered our father. I will not forgive him, but I will assure you that he won't die by my hands." I shrugged her hands off.

" Park as close as possible. She might need a doctor."

" We have that there..."

" D! I'm taking her home with me. I won't leave her to anyone's care."

" Are you?" Her eyes flashed with a discernible panic. She pressed her lips, and her breathing became heavy. " You promised me you would only use Lisa for our goal. Now, her sister?"

" If you don't want to return, feel free to return to your estate. I have a matter to attend to." I dismissed her.

" And by the way," I turned briefly, "Lucy gave me five years of her life. I'm standing because she saw me through my exercises. I can't turn my back on her and it's as simple as that." I said and strutted deeper into the grooves.

Yards closer to the towering mansion of the confederation's capital, I was still convincing myself that they're wrong about me. I can't love someone like her. There's no point hiding her stark desperation. Also, I know of her past with my brother. I might've lost most of my senses along with my wolf, but her scent carried his.

Although, I have crossed out her involvement in my accident, I can't overlook her one-night stand with my brother. I hate sharing my women. Certainly not with either of those two.