Войти~DAMIEN~
The cold air hits my lungs like ice as I walk back into the mall, forcing deep breaths, forcing distance, forcing control I barely have left
Holly’s scent still clings to me….warm sugar and winter vanilla, and every step feels like I’m dragging myself through quicksan
I shouldn’t have kissed he
Moon goddess, I shouldn’t have touched he
But I can still taste her on my lip
I shake my head hard, trying to pull my mind back to where it needs to b
Ell
I need to find Ella
I weave through the Christmas crowd….kids laughing, parents calling, carol music echoing, and I’m barely holding myself together when suddenl
“Dad?
I tur
Ella stands near the center fountain, holding two bags, her hair pulled into a messy bun and her expression frozen in surpris
Her gaze locks on me, eyebrows shooting u
“Dad, what are you doing here? I thought you were at home.” She walks toward me, confusion written all over her face. “Why did you come out
I swallow, trying to keep my voice calm
“Decided to take a stroll. Was passing by and saw Holly just outside. She informed me you're in here” I sa
She opens her mouth to speak. Then she suddenly looks past my shoulder and lights u
“HOLLY!” she shrieks, waving wildl
I freez
My heart stop
I turn slowly, carefull
And there she i
Holly steps out from behind a pillar, her cheeks flushed from our kiss, her hair slightly tousled, trying, and failing, not to look rattled. Her eyes meet mine for barely a secon
Barel
But it’s enough to punch the air right out of my ches
Holly quickly looks away, smoothing her hoodie as she approache
Ella rushes toward her. “Where have you been? I’ve been looking all over the mall for you
Holly exhales shakily
“I decided to step out for a bit for fresh air. So sorry for making you worried” she apologizes softly to Ella. “Besides, you're busy taking pictures
Ella sighs and shakes her head
“It is fine. I would have been out since, but I just went to grab one last thing
“It is fine. It's a season of happiness…you should do things that make you happy and not resist it,” Holly say
And why do I feel she's indirectly throwing that statement at me
I almost snort. She is. And I know wh
Ella links her arm with Holly’s. “Anyway, we’re done, right? Let’s go. I’m starving
Holly nods and forces a small smile. “Yeah… let’s go
She stands close to Ella, but her gaze flickers toward me once….quick, nervous, before she looks away agai
They turn toward the exit, walking together through the glass doors into the cold evenin
I follow behind, giving space. Too much spac
Because if I get close to Holly again, I don’t trust myself not to…
Something catches my ey
A sudden flash of re
A single red envelope is tucked deep in the large Christmas tree near the entrance. I wouldn’t have noticed it if a cold gust hadn’t blown through the open door
Branches shak
Ornaments jingl
And the envelope loosens, slips, and falls…..landing right at my boot
I frow
I bend dow
And then I see it….written in small, neat letterin
To Santa—from HOLL
My breath stop
A heavy, cold shiver runs down my spin
I turn the envelope in my han
It’s sealed. Warm from the lights of the tre
And absolutely unmistakably hers
It must be her letter of wishes to Santa. The one she had written in the boot
What did she writ
Why does my chest tighten like thi
I glance toward the glass doors where Holly and Ella just stepped out into the sno
Then back down at the envelop
And against every logical part of me, against every instinct screaming at me to walk away, I break the sea
And slowly, carefully…I begin to rea
The moment my eyes hit the first sensual lin
I want him. The man I should never want
my entire body goes rigid
As I read further—every erotic detail, every sinful desire, every description of what she wants me to do to her ... .my jaw clenches harder, breath roughens, pupils dilat
And by the time I read the last line
Give me him this Christmas, Santa… just one night to be touched by him
I am not breathin
I fold the letter slowly, deliberately, like a man trying to control a wildfire spreading inside my ches
Then I look u
I see her across the snow-covered courtyar
And something in me snap
~ HOLLY~
I see Damien walking toward me….not calm, not collected, but with a dark, focused intensity that makes the world fad
“Go home now, Ella. Holly and I will join you later. There's something I need to show her,” he tells Ell
It's a command. Her brows furrow in confusion, but she dare not argue…not when he used that ton
“Okay, dad” she says softly, then to me. “See you later, Holly
And then she's on her way back hom
“Damien?” I whisper, confused as I watch Ella go hom
He doesn’t answe
His hand wraps gently but firmly around my wrist, pulling me into the shadow behind the tree, hidden from the crowd and the light
The moment we’re out of sight, he pins me softly against the wooden beam behind us, not rough, but with the unmistakable hunger of a man who’s been pushed past restrain
He holds up the red envelop
“You hung this on the tree,” he says quietl
His voice is deep, dangerous
My heart stop
What the fuck?? Did he just read all my sinful confessions
Damn!
“I…Ella told me to…” I stammer, searching for words to sa
“Ella told you what to write??” He teases, his tone laced with dark obsessio
I shake my head. “No
“You wrote this.” His eyes burn. “You wrote every word
My breath trembles
“Yes
The word barely leaves my mouth before he steps closer….so close that his chest brushes mi
and his breath warms my lips
“You want me to ruin you for Christmas?” he murmurs, repeating my words back to me, sinful and slo
Heat shoots straight through m
I nod shakil
He exhales a harsh, tortured breath—the sound of a man losing the last thread of contro
His hand slides to my waist. The other to the back of my neck. He tilts my chin u
“Then look at me when you say it
My lips par
“I want you
His grip tighten
“Say it the way you wrote it
My knees weake
“I want you to touch me,” I whisper. “To kiss me. To take me the way I imagine at night. I want every forbidden thing….
And that’s all it take
~DAMI
The cold air hits my lungs like ice as I walk back into the mall, forcing deep breaths, forcing distance, forcing control I barely have left
Holly’s scent still clings to me….warm sugar and winter vanilla, and every step feels like I’m dragging myself through quicksan
I shouldn’t have kissed he
Moon goddess, I shouldn’t have touched he
But I can still taste her on my lip
I shake my head hard, trying to pull my mind back to where it needs to b
Ell
I need to find Ella
I weave through the Christmas crowd….kids laughing, parents calling, carol music echoing, and I’m barely holding myself together when suddenl
“Dad?
I tur
Ella stands near the center fountain, holding two bags, her hair pulled into a messy bun and her expression frozen in surpris
Her gaze locks on me, eyebrows shooting u
“Dad, what are you doing here? I thought you were at home.” She walks toward me, confusion written all over her face. “Why did you come out
I swallow, trying to keep my voice calm
“Decided to take a stroll. Was passing by and saw Holly just outside. She informed me you're in here” I sa
She opens her mouth to speak. Then she suddenly looks past my shoulder and lights u
“HOLLY!” she shrieks, waving wildl
I freez
My heart stop
I turn slowly, carefull
And there she i
Holly steps out from behind a pillar, her cheeks flushed from our kiss, her hair slightly tousled, trying, and failing, not to look rattled. Her eyes meet mine for barely a secon
Barel
But it’s enough to punch the air right out of my ches
Holly quickly looks away, smoothing her hoodie as she approache
Ella rushes toward her. “Where have you been? I’ve been looking all over the mall for you
Holly exhales shakily
“I decided to step out for a bit for fresh air. So sorry for making you worried” she apologizes softly to Ella. “Besides, you're busy taking pictures
Ella sighs and shakes her head
“It is fine. I would have been out since, but I just went to grab one last thing
“It is fine. It's a season of happiness…you should do things that make you happy and not resist it,” Holly say
And why do I feel she's indirectly throwing that statement at me
I almost snort. She is. And I know wh
Ella links her arm with Holly’s. “Anyway, we’re done, right? Let’s go. I’m starving
Holly nods and forces a small smile. “Yeah… let’s go
She stands close to Ella, but her gaze flickers toward me once….quick, nervous, before she looks away agai
They turn toward the exit, walking together through the glass doors into the cold evenin
I follow behind, giving space. Too much spac
Because if I get close to Holly again, I don’t trust myself not to…
Something catches my ey
A sudden flash of re
A single red envelope is tucked deep in the large Christmas tree near the entrance. I wouldn’t have noticed it if a cold gust hadn’t blown through the open door
Branches shak
Ornaments jingl
And the envelope loosens, slips, and falls…..landing right at my boot
I frow
I bend dow
And then I see it….written in small, neat letterin
To Santa—from HOLL
My breath stop
A heavy, cold shiver runs down my spin
I turn the envelope in my han
It’s sealed. Warm from the lights of the tre
And absolutely unmistakably hers
It must be her letter of wishes to Santa. The one she had written in the boot
What did she writ
Why does my chest tighten like thi
I glance toward the glass doors where Holly and Ella just stepped out into the sno
Then back down at the envelop
And against every logical part of me, against every instinct screaming at me to walk away, I break the sea
And slowly, carefully…I begin to rea
The moment my eyes hit the first sensual lin
I want him. The man I should never want
my entire body goes rigid
As I read further—every erotic detail, every sinful desire, every description of what she wants me to do to her ... .my jaw clenches harder, breath roughens, pupils dilat
And by the time I read the last line
Give me him this Christmas, Santa… just one night to be touched by him
I am not breathin
I fold the letter slowly, deliberately, like a man trying to control a wildfire spreading inside my ches
Then I look u
I see her across the snow-covered courtyar
And something in me snap
~ HOLLY~
I see Damien walking toward me….not calm, not collected, but with a dark, focused intensity that makes the world fad
“Go home now, Ella. Holly and I will join you later. There's something I need to show her,” he tells Ell
It's a command. Her brows furrow in confusion, but she dare not argue…not when he used that ton
“Okay, dad” she says softly, then to me. “See you later, Holly
And then she's on her way back hom
“Damien?” I whisper, confused as I watch Ella go hom
He doesn’t answe
His hand wraps gently but firmly around my wrist, pulling me into the shadow behind the tree, hidden from the crowd and the light
The moment we’re out of sight, he pins me softly against the wooden beam behind us, not rough, but with the unmistakable hunger of a man who’s been pushed past restrain
He holds up the red envelop
“You hung this on the tree,” he says quietl
His voice is deep, dangerous
My heart stop
What the fuck?? Did he just read all my sinful confessions
Damn!
“I…Ella told me to…” I stammer, searching for words to sa
“Ella told you what to write??” He teases, his tone laced with dark obsessio
I shake my head. “No
“You wrote this.” His eyes burn. “You wrote every word
My breath trembles
“Yes
The word barely leaves my mouth before he steps closer….so close that his chest brushes mi
and his breath warms my lips
“You want me to ruin you for Christmas?” he murmurs, repeating my words back to me, sinful and slo
Heat shoots straight through m
I nod shakil
He exhales a harsh, tortured breath—the sound of a man losing the last thread of contro
His hand slides to my waist. The other to the back of my neck. He tilts my chin u
“Then look at me when you say it
My lips par
“I want you
His grip tighten
“Say it the way you wrote it
My knees weake
“I want you to touch me,” I whisper. “To kiss me. To take me the way I imagine at night. I want every forbidden thing….
And that’s all it take
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And that’s all it takes.
~HOLLY~Gabriel's eyes longer on my lips for the briefest second.I notice it.The pause.The flicker of something in his expression before he quickly looks away like he didn’t mean to stare that long.I swallow slightly, pretending not to notice.For a strange moment the air between us feels heavier. Charged. Like something invisible just passed between us that neither of us is brave enough to acknowledge.I close the door slowly behind him, shrugging awkwardly.“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” I ask instead.Gabriel crosses his arms, his expression shifting into something frustrated.He doesn’t answer immediately. Instead, his eyes move over my face slowly, like he’s checking if I’m okay. If I’m hurt. If I’m hiding something.“Because you’ve been avoiding me,” he finally say.I blink at him. “What?”“You heard me.” He sighs heavily. “If I told you I was coming, you probably would’ve found an excuse not to be here.”“That’s not—”“Holly,” he interru
~HOLLY~The cold pavement bites into my skin.But I barely feel it anymore.At some point the crying slows down, the violent sobs fading into quiet, exhausted breaths. My cheeks are sticky with dried tears, my eyes aching and swollen.I don’t know how long I sit there beside the car.Ten minutes?Thirty?Maybe longer.The morning slowly shifts into the afternoon around me—distant traffic humming somewhere far away, a dog barking down the street, the wind rustling faintly through the trees.Life is going on.While mine feels like it just stopped.Eventually the cold starts creeping through the thin fabric of my nightdress, forcing its way into my bones.I sniff quietly and wipe my face with the back of my hand.“Okay… Holly,” I whisper hoarsely to myself.My voice sounds small. Fragile.“Enough.”Because sitting here crying over a man who clearly doesn’t want me anymore won’t fix anything.Slowly, I push myself up from the pavement.My legs protest immediately, s
~DAMIEN~The drive home feels longer than it should.Every road stretches endlessly in front of me, every turn heavier than the last. My hands stay tight around the steering wheel, but I barely notice the pressure anymore.All I can see… all I can hear…Is Holly.Her voice calling my name.The way she sank onto the pavement like the strength had drained from her bones.The way her shoulders shook when she cried.Goddess!My throat tightens painfully.I blink hard, trying to clear the sting in my eyes as the pack house finally appears through the tall trees ahead. The familiar iron gates slide open slowly as my car approaches, as it's been programmed to do so.Everything here looks the same.Nothing has changed.But somehow… everything inside me feels different.Broken.The car rolls to a stop in front of the house, and for a moment I just sit there with the engine running.I don't want to go inside yet.Because once I step through that door, I have to pretend a
~DAMIEN~I shouldn’t still be here.The moment I sent the message telling her the car was outside, I should have driven away.That was the plan.Drop the car. Send the text. Leave before she ever knew I had been here.Simple, clean and necessary.But somehow… my hands never turned the steering wheel.I had convinced myself that I was just waiting for her reply. But shouldn't I be doing that at home since she's going to reply through texts?Instead, I’m still sitting here, outside her house.The engine is off now, the quiet inside the car thick and suffocating, broken only by the faint ticking sound of cooling metal from under the hood. The windshield is slightly fogged from the cold morning air, a thin layer of mist clinging to the glass, but I can still see her building clearly from where I’m parked farther down the street.Far enough that she wouldn’t notice me.Far enough that I can pretend I’m not the coward sitting here watching her life fall apart.The s
~HOLLY~Morning feels so heavy.Like the air itself is pressing down on my chest.I’m sitting on my bed, my back against the headboard, my knees pulled tightly to my chest. The blanket is twisted around my legs, damp from the tears that won’t stop falling.My eyes sting from crying.My throat feels raw.And my chest… God, my chest feels like someone carved something out of it and left the hollow behind.I don’t even remember when I started crying.Maybe it was when I woke up and realized yesterday wasn’t a nightmare.Maybe it was when I checked my phone and saw nothing from him.Or maybe it’s because every time I close my eyes… I see Damien.His face in the car.The way his jaw tightened when he told me it couldn’t happen.The way he wouldn’t look at me.That part hurts the most.Because if he had looked at me… really looked… maybe he would have seen how badly I was breaking.A broken laugh slips out of me, shaky and miserable.“Of course it can’t,” I whisper t
~DAMIEN~Morning doesn’t feel like morning.It feels like exposure.Like the night peeled something open inside me and daylight is here to examine it.I’m already dressed when the sun fully rises. I haven’t slept. Haven’t even tried. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Holly’s face in the car. The way her lips trembled when she tried to hold herself together. The way she nodded like she understood—even when she clearly didn’t.I walk past Ella’s room first.She’s still asleep.Her small wolf body is curled into itself, breathing steady now. Peaceful.She's still exhausted, but very soon she'll shift back to human form and this time around, I'll be there for her.Relief spreads through me—but it doesn’t erase the guilt. It just makes it quieter.Gabriel is in the kitchen when I walk downstairs.He’s leaning against the counter, coffee untouched in front of him. His eyes lift when he hears me.We look at each other.Too many things sit between us.I know he wants
~HOLLY~The next morning comes with a strange, uneasy calm. The kind that feels dishonest.I start to sweep my house, brush my teeth, bath and do some petty petty chores as I wait for my rented SUV.By the time the SUV pulls up in front of my building, I’m already dressed in
~HOLLY~Gabriel knocks once before barging into my room…..his usual.He stops when he sees my backpack zippered and ready.“Whoa—what are you doing?” he asks, eyebrows shooting up. “Why are you packing?”“I’m leaving,” I whisper, avoiding his eyes.His whole face drops. “Leav
~DAMIEN~Dinner is torture. It is a battlefield disguised as a table set for four.And even though Ella chats softly about the Christmas decorations she wants to put up while Gabriel jokes about something he saw on TV…..even though the warm lights glow and the food smells
~DAMIEN~My wolf is losing control. I am losing control. My dick is so hard that I don't mind fucking her right here and right now.Fuck! How does she do it?? How does she make me lose control of myself like this??I am not one to always lose control. I'm always controlled,







