LOGINI think you should leave. Amara demanded. Damonâs eyes widened, but he quickly masked it with a blank look and glanced at Amara and Darius, before turning around and leaving, not wanting them to see his pain. As he shut the door, Amara felt a slight discomfort in her chest. She could see the pain in his eyes when she asked him to leave, but she had to send him away to prevent an argument between them. She knew Damon wouldnât see it that way, and she wished she could explain it to him, but that would have to be later. What are you thinking about? Darius asked when he noticed she had been quietly staring at the door. Amara inhaled deeply and looked back at Darius. Itâs nothing, she lied. Darius could tell she wasnât being truthful, but he didnât want to press further, so he decided to let it go. He sat on the bed beside Amara and took her hand into his. Donât worry, you wil
Slowly, Amara opened her eyes, and the first thing that struck her was the pain all over her body. She felt like her body had been run over by a truck. Groaning softly, she looked around and realized she was in the hospital, lying in one of the beds. But before she could gather her thoughts, the door opened. And she looked at it to notice Darius walking in. The moment he saw that Amara was awake, he ran up to her side. Amara, you are awake. Thank the goddess, he exclaimed in relief as he placed a tender kiss on her forehead. Amara furrowed her brow as she tried recalling what had happened, and then she remembered it allâhow she was pushed by a man. Suddenly, she began to panic, and Darius noticed. You donât have to worry about anything, Amara. We are already going after the person who pushed you. Just relax and trust me. Darius assured her while gently str
The nurse, clearly startled, stammered. Sheâs in the emergency room, Alpha. Sheâs in surgery. Before she could finish, Darius was already moving, his long strides taking him toward the emergency ward. James hurried to catch up, calling out, Alpha, wait. Darius pushed through the doors, his sharp gaze locking on Damon, who was pacing the hallway like a caged animal. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the brothers stood frozen, their shared pain and fear reflected in each otherâs expressions. Youâre here. What are you doing here? Darius asked in anger. He was pained that Damon was there before him. Can we not do this now, please? Damon responded. His voice was hoarse. He looked exhausted, his usually composed demeanor shattered. Dariusâs jaw tightened, but he pushed down his emotions. What happened? Darius asked, his voice trembling slightly. Damon ran a hand through his hair, his frustration evident. She fell from t
Mate! Damonâs wolf howled in anguish, its cry reverberating through his mind like a thunderclap. A wave of searing pain rippled through him, making him stagger to his feet. His heart clenched as though gripped by an unseen hand, and his chest burned with an unbearable ache. Alpha, Damon, whatâs wrong? his beta Sampson asked worriedly, his brows furrowed in concern. But Damon couldnât answer. His wolf was clawing at his mind, its howls growing louder, more desperate. Amara, Damon gasped in fear and pain. Swiftly, he tried to make a mind link, but did not get a response from her. Without another word, Damon stormed out of his study. Sampson, alarmed and confused, quickly followed as Damon tore through the mansion. Damon snatched the keys from the driver. How farâ Sampson began, but Damon silenced him with a glare, his grey eyes blazing. He slid into the driverâs seat. Slamming the door
You should leave Celine, Damon demanded. The moment he stepped into Celineâs room, Celine lifted her brow at him and frowned. Why? What did I do wrong? she said, acting ignorant and innocent. Damon scoffed angrily and moved closer to her with a forceful grip. He grabbed her by both arms and stared into her eyes with anger. What do you take me for, Celine? A fool? Did you think I wouldnât realize you drugged me, that I wouldnât figure out you were the one who slipped something into my coffee while you conveniently sent the maid away? he growled. His words sliced through her act. Celine swallowed hard, fear flickering in her eyes. How had Damon pieced it all together so quickly? I donât know what youâre talking about, Alpha Damon, she stammered, denying. Damon let out a frustrated groan and shoved her away, releasing her with a force that made her stumble backward. Pack your
Her wolf whimpered in her mind, but Amara ignored the sound, biting her lip hard to stop the sob threatening to escape. Iâm going, she said softly, her voice breaking. Despite her attempt to sound composed, Damon didnât turn around. Didnât say a word. Amara left his room, closing the door quietly behind her. Once inside her own room, she leaned against the door, pressing her hand over her mouth as the tears she had been holding back finally fell. She stripped off her clothes and stepped into the bathroom, letting the cold water of the shower wash over her. The chill grounded her, numbing the ache in her chest, if only for a moment. As she scrubbed her skin, she whispered to herself, I canât do this anymore. I canât keep hoping. When she stepped out, she wrapped herself in a towel, dried her hair, and slipped into her nightgown. It was soft, long, and comfortingâeverything she needed to feel even a shred of solace tonight.







