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Sabrina’s POVMy lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.I stared at Damon, my heart was thudding wildly in my chest. What was this? Some new form of punishment?I looked away, my lips quivering from fear. I couldn’t. That name, his name, felt too heavy, too dangerous to be spoken by someone like me.A muscle in his jaw ticked. “You’re not following orders, little mouse.”That made my eyes dart back to his.He didn’t raise his voice, not even slightly. But the chill that came with those words rooted me to the ground.I had heard what happened when people didn’t follow his orders. My mouth went dry. I tried to speak, but the words were stuck in my throat.After what felt like hours of silent war with myself, I forced the word out, my voice barely audible. “D-Damon…”I winced. Even hearing it from my own mouth sent shivers down my spine.Damon stood up in one graceful motion, dusting the dirt off his pants. Then, to my utter horror, he extended a hand.My eyes widened. I quickly sc
Ian's POVAs we walked back home, Darla suddenly slipped her hand into mine and I jerked. I hated that instinct, hated that my body reacted before my mind could. I slowly let go of her hand and muttered, “I’m… sorry.”She looked hurt, but she shook her head and her cheerful personality returned. She then said softly, “I understand, Ian. Your heart isn’t open yet.” Her voice had no bitterness, only honesty, and it made me feel guilty. She was pouring herself out to me and here I was, holding back, thinking about my own agenda.We started walking again. The path we took was quiet except for our footsteps crunching the dry leaves. “It isn’t often I like a man, you know, considering everything I’ve been through.” I turned to see her raising her brows at me. "And yes, I'm trying to make you feel sorry. You should know how shameless I am by now."I turned my face away and forced down a chuckle. I almost felt guilty She kept talking, about how our date ended too soon, suggesting we go to a
Sabrina’s POVI woke up feeling strangely light, the heaviness from yesterday gone like a bad dream that had finally faded with the night. For a moment, I didn’t even open my eyes. I simply listened—to the quiet hum of morning, the steady rhythm of Damon’s breathing beside me, the warmth that surrounded me.When I did open them, the first thing I saw was his arm draped across my waist, his chest pressed against my back. He was still asleep, his face relaxed, his hair slightly tousled. I smiled softly.He was beautiful like this—calm, peaceful, unguarded.Guilt tugged at my chest. I’d yelled at him yesterday, said things I didn’t fully mean, all because I let my own insecurity get the better of me. Damon hadn’t deserved that.It wasn’t really about Danielle, not entirely. It was about his mate.He had one out there somewhere, chosen for him by the Moon Goddess herself. Someone destined for him in a way I wasn’t. And instead of being happy for him, all I’d felt was jealousy—deep, suffoc
Damon’s POVI hovered around Nymeria's door, stull astounded by what had happened earlier. It didn't take long for the door to open again and Nymeria stepped out.She was dressed now, wrapped in a white robe that reached the floor, tied loosely at the waist. But her hair still was soaked, water still dripping down the strands wetting the fabric of her clothes. She looked...not fazed. I straightened my shoulders. “I am so sorry about earlier. I did not mean to intrude but after calling your name so many times...I should not have opened the door and just waited for you.”She stared at me longer than necessary, like she was recalibrating. Then she shook her head lightly.“It’s fine,” she said. “Let’s pretend it never happened. Come in.”I nodded. She stepped into the room and I followed suit, closing the door behind me.I cleared my throat. “You wanted to see me.”“Yes,” she said, turning to face me. Her gaze was serious. “I was bored earlier so I walked around a bit.”"Hmmm."“While
Damon's POV“You want to live with us?” I asked, my voice stern, almost betraying my disbelief.The words came before I could stop them. I stared at Nymeria as if she had just told me the sky had turned red. Of all the things I expected her to say, that wasn’t one of them. Not even close.Nymeria didn’t flinch. She stood there with her posture straight, chin lifted slightly, eyes steady on mine. That alone told me she’d already made up her mind long before she opened her mouth.“Yes,” she said calmly. “I think it would be best if I move in for a while.”I stared at her intently, "That's doesn't seem like a problem. The issue is, you hate staying with people."“That’s true,” she replied, almost casually. Even though we've known each other for centuries, Nymeria wasn't one to be casual.“You are not one to live with a community. The pack house is a community with loads of people living in it." I said again. Something wasn't adding up. She nodded again, "Also true.”“And you'd still cho
Damon's POVI pulled Sabrina into a bone-crushing hug, holding her tightly to stop her little frame from trembling so much. She kept on sobbing, repeating the same words."I killed you! I drive the knife through your chest!"It felt like a hand was squeezing around my heart seeing her like this. Just what had she seen to make her react this way? Me dying?"Breathe, little mouth. Calm down. I've got you." I cooed, running my hand through her hair as her head rested on my shoulders.At last, the violent sobs were quieted down. Her breath still hitched, but she was not choking on her tears anymore. She withdrew and looked at me with swollen eyes.“Damon,” she whispered hoarsely, “my visions… they always come to pass. I’m so scared.”I hissed, the sound coming out of me before I could prevent it. When I heard she was a gifted wolf, I was elated, thinking how she'd be able to protect herself properly once her wolf surfaces. Her seeing visions made me think she had the upper hand, but boy w







