Damian
I saw the downward slant of her shoulders and the hurtful expression in her eyes and immediately amended my previous statement. “What I meant is, I don’t think your next wave would be any less painful.” I averted my eyes. I have rarely cared for my partner before, rarely tried to actively not hurt them but here I am now, trying to amend my ways. Myra blinked at me as if she was confused and she might be considering the fact that there was no one to educate her about the way bonds worked. My gaze fell on the exposed neck and yet again, I felt my fangs aching yet again. The bruises I left had faded, barely visible and I felt the need to mark the skin up once again.
“You mean...if we get bonded, you will not regret it?” I wrenched my gaze away from her skin to look at her face. She looked hesitant, uncertain, which made me want to protect he
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Dream and Reality Violet (Vi) “The fuck is wrong with you, Eric?” I shouted at the dumb beta, who had the audacity to glare at me. It has been two days and Myra hasn’t come back. It has been two days and Andrew was yet to return. We tried to find her, but it seemed she had vanished into thin air. “How the hell did you lose control, dude?” Jamie asked, his lips marred with a frown. I had never seen him look so serious before. Brandon brooded beside him. “What are we going to tell Andrew when he comes back?” I shouted. Eric growled, but I was having none of it. “Your mate has been dead for 5 years and now when you see an omega, you suddenly lose control? And try to force yourself on him?” I repeated my earlier statements. Eric stood up and stood i
Damian“What did you call me for?” I scowled at the pair. I rest my elbows on my knees as I look at them while they seem to be exchanging a silent conversation which only manages to make me angrier.“I didn’t come here to witness how well you guys silently communicate or admire your living room, you know,” I gritted. I had thought Celie was going to say something important, but when I arrived, Andrew wasn’t there. We waited for him for an hour before he decided to show up. Now, they won’t fucking tell me what they wanted me here for and it has been at least 15 minutes since then.Andrew pins me with a disapproving gaze which I ignore because I wanted to go back dammit. I was oddly getting anxious and feeling that if I didn’t leave here f
MyraThe high of heat had finally subsided. Funnily enough, I felt disappointed more than drained. The week had been long and tiresome; the bedroom permeated with the smell of sex and blood and Damian was more often than not giving me a sultry look. Apart from that, when we deemed it fit to get some air, we stayed out of each other’s space.It wasn’t the most ideal arrangement, but I had to work with it. In this whole week, I have never seen him throw any deceitful comment on me or insult my kind, and a tiny part of my heart felt grateful for that. I avoided saying anything negative either. However, I was becoming anxious as to what our future would hold.In the past few days, Damian had gone out for reasons I had no idea about and he hadn’t bothered to tell me and n
Myra It had been too much for me. I let Akira take over, and we trotted out after Damian left. If he wanted me to beg him to let me stay then he was wrong. But the ache was like a constant reminder of my partial rejection. I focus on the running, the way my legs burned and the way the wind brushed against my fur. The barrier rippled as soon as I dashed in, and heard someone shout my name. My ears perked up and the moment my head swivelled to the direction, a body barrelled into me. I belatedly realized it was Vi. Maybe because of the emotional roller-coaster I had gone through or otherwise, I felt my eyes well up. She continued hugging me as she muttered nonsense under her breath, but I could detect that she was relieved and happy to see me. At least someone was. “Where have you been? Do you k
MyraI shot up, feeling light-headed immediately. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked him in disbelief. He grinned. All teeth as he casually perched on the side of my bed. My gaze flicked to the opened window sill and back to him. “I guess I am entitled to meet my mate even though she ran away,” he replied. His grin was intact on his lips. But his eyes said a whole different story. He was mad.I levelled him with a glare. “Well, someone made it clear that I was only a good fuck.” Damian for his part did not flinch or look remorseful. I don’t even know if he is capable of feeling emotions like these. But he rolled his eyes. “Why do you tend to misinterpret anything I say? Did I tell you that? I said it’s Andrew who wants us to stay apart until things cool down or I have them under control.
Myra“What?” I almost yelled. What the hell is he thinking? Damian quirked an eyebrow. “Why? You were mad because I suggested we live separately and now you are shocked.” He shook his head. “I can never understand what exactly goes through your mind.“If you live here then what will you tell your parents? What will you tell the High queen?” Andrew asked. I gaped at the man in disbelief. Was he considering this option? I can’t imagine what would happen if he started living here. Eric’s face flashed across my mind suddenly and my anxiety intensified.“My parents wouldn’t bother about my whereabouts,” he replied, pulling me out of my thoughts. I felt a slight twinge in my heart when I heard that. The emotion was fami
Myra I stared at the woman who appeared paler than Damian. The woman was looking at my mate in awe, and I am sure that tears would have rolled down her cheeks had she been human. Her silver eyes, however, conveyed more emotions than even a human was capable of. She remained standing at the doorway. I glanced at Damian, whose mouth was slightly agape. “You? Who are you?” he murmured, the almost inaudible question cutting through the silence. He looked intrigued, and that did not sit well. I echoed his question a little loudly. “Yes, who are you?” The woman smiled wanly. “I am…” She blinked and paused. “I am…” Her lips trembled as she leaned against the door frame. I saw Damian step forward, an aborted action as if to help her. I swallowed thickly. Damian’s earlier comments which
MyraI stared at Damian with shock and tried to understand if he was joking. But he looked absolutely serious and slightly troubled, if I daresay. I lowered my gaze. “I hope you are not making fun of me,” I muttered, voicing my doubt nonetheless.“Of course not. Why do you think I gawked at the woman, what was her name? Alex...Alex..”“Alexandra,” I supplied, feeling unreasonable warmth in my heart as he struggled to remember the name of the person whom he had just met not too long ago. I sighed. “So, what do you see?” I asked and maybe in any other case I would have felt weird, sharing something so odd with someone I hardly knew but somehow I didn’t feel like that.Damian