TWILIGHT TALKS

At the base of his head, Damon felt a wild migraine takeover. Everything was happening at a faster pace than he could keep up with. Everything that happened within the last few seconds blew him away.

There she was his mate in the flesh. Not Ophelia or anybody but his mate. Christ, he was losing it.

“What the fuck is this?”, Damon asked looking straight into her beautiful, beautiful eyes.

“I need you to calm down”, At this point, Damon’s chest was heaving as he took large puffs of air.

He felt like it was all a mean joke, a phantasm, an illusion. Some nasty hoax. He shook his head and with that, he darted into the forest at lightning speed.

“Worth a shot “, Venus said shrugging her shoulders.

“Spring’s flowers•Summer’s heat •Autumn’s fall• Winter’s Ice

AUTUMN PACK

Draco had just eaten lunch and was very satisfied. He stretched his long legs on the recliner in his office while staring into oblivion. The thinking was something he did