Hey everyone. I know you are all eager for updates and I want to get it going for you too, but my editor is currently on leave for the Chinese New year and I need to wait for her to approve before the chapters can be uploaded. Hopefully it will not be long now and I will be able to give you daily updates. Which is my normal writing schedule for any of my books.
I'm really sorry and hope you will remain patient for the updates. There's a alot of good stuff coming and I really hope you like it.
Taylor West
Damien’s POV If I had stayed, her anger levels would have risen. I could feel how much she hated answering my questions. I was not doing it to upset her, I was doing it to protect her, to learn as much as I could about her. Irina was so angry when she shouted at me and unlike Vivian, I could feel the anger radiating off her like it was affecting me too. She was close to tears too. I wanted to hug her. I wanted to tell her that everything would be okay. I just knew that it would not have been welcomed. Instead, I leave. It was a lie, the crap she spun about helping her mom. If a house needed work, my father would sort it regardless of your status or rank. That was what a true Alpha did. Irina obviously felt that she neede
Irina’s POV The guy startled me as he stepped out of the forest. His short blonde hair catches the light and his eyes are a strange grey colour. I automatically jump to my feet and sink into a crouching position, remembering everything my mother had taught me. He holds his hands up surrendering “Calm down. My name is Shaun. I’m the Beta of Black Crescent. I am here to participate in Alpha Damien’s ceremony tomorrow. Are you okay?” I don’t care if he is a Beta and warn him that he was on Lonecrown’s territory, he laughs and tells me that it is actually neutral ground and he points out the boundary lines which circle the hot spring. Shaun moves around the hot spring and wipes my tears from my
Damien’s POV I let go of Irina at the sound of Vivians voice. Shit! Shit! Shit! Tears were already overflowing from Vivian’s eyes, and I hurry over to her “Are you going to say something?” her irritating voice is squeaky as she tries to wipe the tears away. “You didn’t let me finish Vivian” “Finish what?” “I was telling Irina that I wanted her to behave. My father invited her and her mother here. That is all” I should have just told her the truth and ended our relationship but for some reason my father wanted me to marry her and not Irina. Plus I needed to find out why Vivian had been in my fathers office. It was not what I want
Irina’s POV It was becoming harder and harder to be around Damien. Any time I was near, his scent had my insides tied up in knots. I should never have hugged him. I don’t even know why I did it, I just felt overwhelmed in the moment. Taking my anger out on the tree helped. It wasn’t the first time I had punched a tree so much that it had snapped. You could find them all around the forest, it was what I would do when Vivian messed with my head. I just wish I could find the confidence to stand up to her! Of all people that my mate had to marry, why did it have to be her? Why did it have to be Vivian. As I run off deeper into the forest, I hear footsteps close behind. Stopping to see who was following me, I find Damien staring at me.
Damien’s POV Being around her was torture. Aiden was constantly shouting at me and on the verge of giving me a headache. As I run my thumb across her lip, I hold back the urge to kiss her. She really was beautiful but mostly I hold back because I didn’t want to get punched again. As my body brushes up against hers, I could feel every curve of her torso. The way her small breasts pushed up against me, the way her back arched pushing herself into me. Maybe she knew she was doing it, maybe she didn’t, but what I did know is that she was making it harder for me to stay away. “Damien, is Irina okay?” My fathers voice enters my head and I step away from Irina with a groan, he always managed to find a way to interrupt me at the most inconvenient time. I tell him that she is
Irina’s POVI was too confused to move. Nothing was making sense. The bright streetlights flickered in my eyes as I followed Damien across the dark grounds to the hospital. A trail of blood left from my mother as he carried her. A dagger stuck out of her chest.Everything is a blur. I couldn’t get things straight in my head. I had gone downstairs to grab a glass of water and mom was just lying there, unmoving. I had heard nothing, not a single sound to alert me that something was wrong.I vaguely remember throwing my body on top of hers. My tshirt soaking up some of her blood as it pooled around her. Damien appeared from nowhere, almost like he knew I needed him. He had to shout at me, but his words still sounded hazy.As I sit here in the hospital, I find my
Damien’s POV She was going to leave the pack! It made sense why Irina was saving money but I couldn’t let her leave the pack, I couldn’t let her leave me. Maybe if she got her revenge she would stay and we could be together. “Then kill her first” It was a risky suggestion, the words were out of my mouth before I had come up with a plan. I wouldn’t let Irina do it alone. It would give Irina the ultimate revenge. It would mean I could be with my mate. It would mean that she could stay. It would mean that the traitor is dead. Her eyes are wide as she stares at me, her mouth open in shock. “You… you… you want me to kill her?” I nod my head slightly. “Look what she did to your mom, look what she has done to you” “You want me to kill her?” I think she may still be in shock as she repeats her question I grab her hand “For this” I grab her hips and lift the tshirt a little showing the scar on her hip “For this”. My own anger was building inside of me as I realised how much my fian
Irina’s POV I couldn’t believe what he asked me to do. I didn’t have that kind of strength or guts to kill anyone. He was serious as he looked at me and as I held my mom’s hand and keep replaying our conversation over and over. My mom didn’t stir, her fingers didn’t even wrap around my hand as I squeezed hers. At some point the doctor appeared to check on my mom. He advised me to go home and get some rest. I tried to plead with him to let me stay but he was adamant. Before I leave, I make the doctor promise me that he will call me if there is any changes. Until I was eighteen I had to rely on phone calls, only my mom and the Alpha could mind link me. He agrees and ushers me out the door. I walk across the empty grounds. Damien’s scent is all over me from his tshirt a