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Hi everyone, sorry for the brief disappearance! I caught a fever, but I'm completely well now and officially back. I want to use this moment to appreciate those who have stuck with me thus far. Thank you all, truly! Regular updates are resuming, so look forward to the usual 2 chapters daily. Don't forget to vote and comment your thoughts as you read, I've love hearing from you!ElaraMy stomach did a nervous flip, but I didn't give him the satisfaction of an answer. I shoved against his massive chest with all my strength, slipped past his arms, and walked right out of the shed.The bright afternoon sunlight hit me full force, making me squint. I quickly checked myself, yanking the hem of my shirt down and frantically trying to smooth out my messy hair.“Elara!”I froze. Finn was marching right toward me, looking incredibly stressed. He stopped right in front of me, his eyes quickly searching my face. “I’ve been looking all over for you.”My heart practically jumped into my throat. I desperately prayed he couldn't smell Alpha Damon’s heavy scent on me, or notice that the nasty cut on my cheekbone from Fiona’s knuckles had already closed up. Trying to act natural, I casually adjusted my torn collar and gave him a small, tired shrug. “Yeah, sorry. I just needed a moment alone.”“You okay now?”“Kind of. I mean... Yeah.”He let out a long sigh of relief, his ten
DamonThe moment her lips crashed against mine, something inside me snapped. All the restraint I'd been clinging to for weeks shattered. I took control of the kiss, tilting my head to deepen it as my hands gripped her waist. Her body felt small and fragile against mine, but I knew better.I lifted her off the ground without breaking the kiss. A soft gasp escaped her lips as her feet left the dusty floorboards of the shed. My hands slid down to her thighs, holding them firmly as I parted her legs, positioning myself between them. Her arms wrapped tightly around my neck, fingers tangling in my hair to pull me closer.The old wooden cupboard creaked under our weight as I set her down on the edge. It put her at the perfect height, her face level with mine. I could feel the heat radiating from her straight through our clothes. My dick throbbed in response, pressing insistently against my zipper.I kissed her with everything I had, all the frustration, the desire, the weeks of pretending I
[This is not a chapter, so you shouldn't have to pay for it.]Hi everyone, sorry for the brief disappearance! I caught a fever, but I'm completely well now and officially back.I want to use this moment to appreciate those who have stuck with me thus far. Thank you all, truly!Regular updates are resuming, so look forward to the usual 2 chapters daily. Don't forget to vote and comment your thoughts as you read, I've love hearing from you!
Elara’s POVHis breath was hot against my neck, and I could feel a violent shudder running through his massive frame as he added, “Have you seen why I can't now, Elara?”I stood completely frozen against the wall. What does he mean by ruining things? What things has he ruined?The weight of his forehead against my shoulder felt incredibly heavy, but for the first time, it didn't feel like the weight of an Alpha trying to crush me. It felt like a man who was completely drowning. He wasn’t hiding and pushing me away because he was ashamed. He does it because he was terrified of his own darkness. He genuinely believed he was a monster that would burn my life to ash.And looking at him like this, broken, trembling, and entirely exposed, the small, aching hurt in my chest didn't vanish, but a new, dangerous spark of fire took its place. I realized something I hadn't understood until this exact second: Alpha Damon Crassus had a weakness.And that weakness might be me.Slowly, my hands came
Elara’s POVHis breath fanned across my lips, hot and heavy, sending a traitorous jolt of electricity straight down my spine.“Now,” Damon whispered, his voice dropping into a rough, gravelly register that made my knees feel dangerously weak. “Let me heal your face.”I wanted to scream at him. I wanted to tell him to get out of my face, to get out of my life. But before my brain could coordinate my tongue, he leaned in.He didn’t kiss me. Instead, the rough, wet heat of his tongue swiped directly over my split cheekbone.A sharp gasp caught in my throat. I braced myself for the sting, my fingers digging hard into the fabric of his shirt to push him away, but the pain never came. The moment his saliva touched the open wound, a blinding, intoxicating wave of heat rushed through my skin. The throbbing ache from Fiona’s knuckles vanished instantly, replaced by a soothing warmth that felt like liquid gold knitting my flesh back together.My head rolled back against the cold brick wall, a s
DamonI tracked her scent easily, it led straight to the old equipment shed.She was hiding. She wanted to bleed in the dark and pretend I didn't exist.I reached the door and didn't bother knocking. I grabbed the handle and wrenched the wooden door open with enough violence to make the hinges scream. I stepped into the room and slammed the door shut behind me, plunging us into the shadows.Elara was slumped against the rough brick wall, her arms wrapped tightly around her ribs. She looked exhausted, pale, and so incredibly fragile that it made my chest physically ache.When the door slammed, her head snapped up. She winced, the movement clearly straining her swollen cheek, but her eyes instantly flared with that same stubborn fire.“Are you completely insane?” The words tore out of me before I could stop them, dropping into a low, dangerous growl that vibrated through the floorboards.She swallowed hard, forcing herself to hold my gaze. “I don't remember giving you permission to ente
Damon POV “I'm doing this for our own good, so don't start this again today because I'm not going to entertain it,” I growled as I dropped my fork onto the plate, the sharp clang ringing out right before my dining chair scraped harshly against the floor as I stood up. I hadn't even taken a sin
Elara I woke up the next morning and felt way worse than yesterday. Ugh. Stupid me, honestly. What the fuck was I thinking? I had literally handed him the matches to burn down my own dignity. Ignoring the slight, nagging throb between my legs, I dragged myself out of bed and walked into the b
Damon’s POV“Tell me what you want, Elara,” I whispered, giving a short, deliberate nudge with my hips, grinding my cock against her glistening core. Her whole body jolted, a sharp gasp escaping her lips. “Beg me for it.”I watched the war play out across her face. Her jaw tightened, but her hips b
Elara“Because in the next three seconds, you'll wish you had. It won't matter how much you begged, I'm not letting you leave.”That was enough warning for anyone who had working ears. Mine, however, had packed their bags, signed a lease on a new apartment, and completely cut contact with my brain.







