Clara
After having my extremely early breakfast, we head back to the bedroom. I want to call breakfast because it is already morning. I have had my fill and I am ready to go to sleep.
Inside the bedroom, Damien puts the bedsheets aside for me to enter. Okay, this is too much pampering but I can't help but fall in love with how much Damien is willing to take care of me in every way.
I get into the bed and watch him as he towers over the bed to cover me with the duvet cover. My heart swoons at the feeling of being loved this much. Damien was very willing to go and save me despite the fact that he put his family at risk and all his responsibilities.
"What is cooking in that head of yours?" he asks me , after catching me staring at his face.
"I was just thinking about everything. About yesterday and tonight," I tell him.
"Don't stress yourself about it. It is over and is behind us now. Don't even think about it," he tells me an
DamienI wait in the bedroom for Clara to put on the dress that I bought her. Maybe I should take her shopping for clothes and lingerie later. I don't think she will be moving in with me any time soon and she will be needing the clothes.I hope Clara found the surprise that I brought her. Maybe that is what is keeping her in there. Is she admiring it or wondering how it got there. I wonder if I got the right style and design. Most of the ones I have peeled off her body looked seem to be off the same style. I hope she likes it.She finally comes out of the closet with a secret smile playing on her face. She definitely found my surprise. I can see the dress fits her perfectly fine. I have to give myself a thumbs up for getting the size correct.She approaches me while swaying her hips in a seductive way. I can't help but smile. I think I have to used to doing this kind of shopping in the future if Clara starts living with me in the future.
ClaraDamien has gone to check on Emma and Justin. I wanted to go along and check on them as well but I don't want to distract him on his duty. I will get to meet them around the house anytime anyway. I would rather let Damien carry out his responsibilities without my interference.When I finish eating the food that Damien bought me, I clean up the place and wash the plate and glass. I wonder how Damien even thought of going to the store to buy me a dress and lingerie. Somehow, I doubt that he did it on his own. Maybe someone helped him out. Victoria or Katherine maybe?I still haven't gotten over the thought of him buying me the panties. I wonder how he even chose the right one. He must have been busy doing a of this while I was snoring in bed we without having any knowledge about the world around me.His promise still lingers on my head. I hope he finishes his duties really quick so that we can get to it. I wonder if I should seduce hi
DamienAfter checking on the new fellows that Clara brought with her, I head back to the living room to look for my girl. I am sure she is done eating so she must be somewhere around the house.I crash into Victoria who seems to be a panicking mess. I ask her to calm down and talk to me but the words seem to be stuck in her throat."Tell me. What is the matter?" I ask her."Clara," she responds."What about Clara?" I inquire."Fabian," is all she says. Just the mention of his name and every cell of my body becomes alert."What has he done? What.." my questioning is cut short when I hear someone yelling outside."Don't! Don't even think about defending him! Who the hell does he think he is keeping my daughter like he as every right to do whatever he wants!"That sounds like Fabian. I know that voice very well. Who is he shouting at? Clara? Oh my god! Clara!I dash past Victoria to the door. I find
ClaraReaching home, father throws me in my room and locks the door. I cry and hit the door until I lose the energy and let the tears fall uncontrolled. I know my father has been standing there on the other side of the door listening to me hit it like a mad woman. He has heard me cry but he hasn't open the door to let me out.He knows that when he opens it, I won't hesitate to run through and go to Damien. What does he not understand about me not being able to live without Damien?Damien is my mate and we are meant to be together no matter what he does or how much he tries to separate us. Even if he forces me to reject him when my heart still belongs to him, he will just be writing on water.He should just let us be. He should let down his eagle and forget the past. What happened happened and there is nothing he can do to change the past. In any case, hd is the one who began the enmity. If he wasn't so arrogant and ruthless, non of this would have happene
DamienI haven't recovered yet from today's shock. I am still trying to figure out what happened. Clara isn't here. She has been taken away and I can't run after Fabian and get her. When Lazarus had taken her, I had every damn nerve to go split his jaw and get my woman back but Fabian is her father. I can't just take her from him. He has every right to take her and keep her away from me.I close my eyes and try to accept the reality that my biggest fear since I knew Clara has happened. I have to face the reality now.I am beginning to wonder if Clara is really going to reject me. I know she loves me and her feelings for me are so strong but she also cares about me and my family.That day when she left the house after the Caitiffs had shown up here, she was trying to avoid this but it was inevitable. It has to happen. She had left because she was worried about what her father could have done if he found out about us."I am giving you the last
ClaraToday morning has been more of a robots' programmed morning. I walk up, had a shower, brushed my teeth, smelled Damien's shirt for over ten minutes, cried over the loss of him, sat down on the floor and drowned in thoughts.Okay, maybe not robotic. Robots don't cry, they don't smell their mate's shirt and crave him. Ughh! They don't even have mates! Lucky for them, they don't have father's to drag them away from their mates!My wolf has been off. She is too sad to even communicate with me. Well, for me, I am on the verge of running mad. I haven't been able to pull myself together. Trust me, I have every possible plan of escaping from here and running to Damien.I am sure every plan could work, I could make it to Damien's place. It could work but it wouldn't be helpful to our current problem.If I run mad, it will be father's fault. I have heard about and known many members of this pack and other packs who run mad after losing thei
DamienTonight, I am going to attend to council meeting to decide about the turned victims in the house that Lazarus had put them. We haven't moved them from their yet, we are going to first set the strategies.After feeding, I head for the Ventrue headquarters. Mithras, Celeste and Cassius are already there. We begin the meeting immediately without wasting time.After a lot of discussing, we finalize our decision and we all agree on distributing them amongst the families of the Ventrue clan. Since I already have six turned humans under my supervision, I am assigned ten new ones. Mithras, Celeste and Cassius are assigned fifteen each. The remaining three are given to Mithras."We are going to need to build another building in Damien's territory because he needs more space," Celeste suggests. What? Space? I know my family has the smallest house in the Clan but the ten more members won't fail to get where to live."Oh, yeah! By the way thanks for rem
ClaraIt has been over a week since I last saw Damien and I am starting to cope up. I admit that this last week has been the worst week of my life but I feel better after having multiple visits from Emily. She managed to annoy me and comfort me all together.Her point of view of what happened was like Jason's. I don't blame her. Everyone else in this pack has a different idea of what happened and a wrong mindset towards Damien. However, Emily managed to believe my side of the story.I have been trying to avoid father, but I met him yesterday at dinner. He didn't say anything to me and I wasn't interested in saying anything to him or to anyone.At first, I didn't want to see or talk to anyone. I felt like everyone was to blame for what t was going through but now I don't blame anyone. If I were father, I would have done the same thing. Who would let their enemy have their daughter? Not him, not anyone.I still miss Damien a lot. The longer we