To become his mistress

DAMON

~•~

I felt it again.

The second she stood in front of my door, I knew she was the one, even without having to look up at her.

It was a normal thing for lycans back in Adonis, but not me.

My Lycan had deserted me after an accident that should've killed me.

I was better off as dead, than as a lycan king without his lycan beast.

Aries no longer spoke to me, but whenever she was around me, he seemed to appear from the blues.

The closer she walked towards me, the more powerful I felt. I relished in the feeling, it felt surreal.

A part of me wanted to believe it was the pain in her eyes that gave me the high, the ecstasy, but immediately she turned to leave, it started to dwindle.

When she banged my door behind her, it was gone.

So was Aries.

I rose from my chair. I raised my right hand to my hair band, and took it off. My hair fell down to my shoulders, and I raked my fingers through the silver locs.

It was the same feeling when she kissed me. The moment she had stepped away from me, Aries disappeared.

There had to be something about her. If everything aunt Martha had said was true - that only my mate could spring Aries back to life - how was it possible that she was able to do it too?

I needed to know everything about her. If she was more than she was letting on, she needed to be taken care of…appropriately.

I picked up my phone from the table. I dialed AJ's number.

"Boss?"

"The girl, the girl from last night. She just walked out of the office. Did you see her?"

"Yes boss. She just got into a black taxi."

"Follow her. Report everything she does to me, every movement she makes, everyone who comes in contact with her. Do you understand?"

"Yes, boss."

The call ended. I waited for less than ten minutes before I received another call.

"She is in the house now. We have reasons to believe she is with her parents. Do we stay out and wait?"

By "we", I knew he meant himself and the rest of the guards.

At her parents' house…

An idea flashed in my mind immediately.

"AJ, I need you to do something for me."

|LATER THAT DAY|

I stood in front of the warehouse, hands tucked into my side pockets.

I was slowly running out of patience. Iris Peterson was supposed to be here thirty minutes ago.

Was she trying to play with the life of her parents too? Or was she just careless about everything in her life?

"Please! Let us go! We have done nothing wrong!" The woman behind me continued to cry.

I had to say, she was slowly getting on my nerves. If her life did not matter my course, I would have dug a bullet hole right in the middle of her head. That would shut her up…for good.

"Make sure she keeps quiet." I instructed the guard by my side.

He nodded, and turned to meet her.

"Please…!" Her voice hung midair. I did not know what he had done, nor did I care to know.

Iris Peterson was slowly getting on my very last nerves.

AJ started to approach me. He started with taking quick strides, then jogged towards me.

I eyed him as he stood in front of me.

"She's here, boss."

I fought back my urge to smile.

"It's about time."

~•~

IRIS

~•~

I was finally here. And it did not take me two seconds, after I had arrived at the gate of the abandoned warehouse I had been directed to, to know the devil who had taken my parents.

Damon Maddox.

My ex-boss, and the man I had kissed last night.

At that moment, I wanted nothing but to curse the very night I had set my eyes on him.

I should have really stayed home and drunk texted Philip all through the night.

It was better than having to stand in front of this gate and fight for my parents.

"He's asked you to come in." The guard, the one I had recognized, spoke to me when he arrived at the gate again.

I glared at him, and suddenly recognized the voice. He was among the three men who attacked my parents, he had dropped the note on the table.

Fucking bastard! I cursed within me.

Oh! If I got my hands on his boss, I was going to squeeze the life out of him!

I stomped into the gates. The familiar guard walked in front of me, while three armed ones stood behind me.

From where I was, I could see him. His silver hair could not hide itself in the light, even if it tried. He was a tall man, almost seven feet.

His domineering presence clouded me immediately I stepped in. I didn't know if it was the height, or the bright blue eyes that pierced through the skin of my chiffon top.

If he wasn't holding my parents hostage, I would have raised my two middle fingers to his face. He deserved much worse.

Finally, I stood in front of him. My heartbeat quickened in my chest.

We had never been in this position; him standing so close to me. I was aware of our height difference, seeing as my head barely reached the top of his stomach.

What did he eat to get so…monstrous?

"You're late." He spat out.

I narrowed my eyes on him, anger rising from the pit of my stomach.

"Where are my parents? Why did you take them? What the fuck do you want from me?"

"Easy, little dove."

"Don't call me that." I snapped.

He corked his left brow at me.

"Your parents are safe," he paused, a mocking smile spread across his lips.

"But they won't be for long, little dove."

The lights around the warehouse came on immediately. I had only been able to see the one from the lamppost he stood directly under.

My eyes darted behind him, and I found my parents!

Mum and dad were cuffed at their hands and legs. Their eyes were blindfolded, and their mouth tied with black clothes. They leaned against barrels, both shivering violently.

"Mum!" I screamed, tears ran down my eyes.

I tried to run to her, but I was held back. Someone had picked me up from the ground, and even at that, I still couldn't reach his shoulders.

I turned away from my mother, and looked at the monster in front of me.

"What the fuck do you want from me?" I cried. I could not hold my tears back, even though it hurt me to give him such an edge over me.

"What do I have to do to get my parents freed? I'll do whatever you want, just let them go!"

He gestured to the man who had lifted me, and I was dropped immediately. His eyes returned to my small frame.

"I'm glad you asked," He looked away from me.

"AJ?"

AJ? Who the fuck was…oh.

The guard I knew stepped forward, and handed him a piece of paper.

"Sign this. Get her a pen, AJ."

Sign?

He stretched the paper to me. The guard stretched a pen to me as well.

I took both the paper, and the pen, then looked up at him.

"What is this?"

"A simple contract, little dove. One that states that you will be my mistress, you will stay by my side and be available whenever I want you to. And in return, I would release your parents, make sure they are safe, and well taken care of for the rest of their lives. It's a life long contract, so choose wisely."

I did not know why, or how, but a bitter laugh escaped my throat. He raised a brow.

This had to be some kind of joke.

Right?

He didn't smile back.

Wrong.

"What?!" I screamed once more. He winced when I screamed, and massaged his right ear.

"You want me to become your mistress for life? For the rest of my life? What…?" I paused, sucking in a deep breath.

"And if I refuse?"

It was then he chuckled.

He reached for his back pocket, and a dark pistol emerged in his left hand when he held it out.

The pistol was aimed at my mother first. My eyes widened in horror.

I let out a sharp gasp, and my hands flew to my mouth as tears ran down my eyes.

He smiled at me. He fucking smiled at me!

"I'm glad you asked. It's pretty simple. They die, and I take you. I win either way, so make a choice."

He dropped his hand to his side.

"You have two seconds. One…"

No. No. I couldn't…

"Two…" he raised the gun again.

My heart continued to pound against the walls of my muscular chest.

He corked the gun, and I swore my heart flew from my chest.

He heaved a loud sigh.

"Very well then…"

"I'll do it!"

He dropped his hand again. By the time he turned to look at me, I had signed my name at the bottom of the paper. My fingers trembled as I held out the contract to AJ.

"I've signed it." I sniffed in my tears.

"Now, let them go."

"Of course." He replied.

"Right after you're delivered to your work station."

My brows squinted as I looked at him. Confusion washed through me with the breeze that blew past me.

Work station? What was he…?

My thoughts were cut off once again, when I was picked from the ground, and hurled over a man's shoulder.

I raised my eyes to glare at him. Damon Maddox waved me goodbye with a bright smile on his face.

"I'll see you around, my little dove."

"What?!" I kicked the air, and desperately pounded the man's back.

"Where are you taking me? Put me down this instant! Stop!"

I was flung into the backseat of the car. I tried to jump out, but a firm hand clasped my mouth from behind me, a soft cloth was pressed against my nose.

Everything went blank in a matter of seconds.