Lucas’s P.O.V“In a country of nearly ten million square kilometers and fifty divisions, not to mention all the neighboring countries that we could go to in search of two people, can you please explain to me why we’re standing at New York port, trying to catch a ship to nowhere?” I asked Damien exasperated.As soon as the Court Session had adjourned, Damien had once again dragged me off to his room when he’d packed his bags and then taken me back to my pack so I could take care of some last minute pack business as well as pack my bags and then he’d once again teleported us to the docks where we were now awaiting our ship for departure. Honestly, I wasn’t complaining about all the teleportation; saved us a hell lot of time as well as money. What I do have a problem with was being dragged around like lost puppy while Damien called all the shots.“Do you think if they’d been hiding somewhere on

Trisha’s P.O.VI stared at the two men standing on the lower deck, surrounded by Rosanna’s men.My eyes drifted to Lucas first, because he seemed to be the one who looked slightly different from before…and maybe because I was trying to avoid looking at Damien for as long as I could.Lucas had grown out his hair so that it now reached his shoulders. He also seemed to have gotten a tan, but still there was a familiarity to him that I was used to. All this time apart and he still managed to give me a smile without the hint of any shadows from the past. I smiled back nervously, not knowing why he was here in the first place. Last night, Neema had said that he was coming, not they. And yet, here they were, both men that I had thought I had outrun almost a year ago.“I presume you have a good reason to be here, King Damien Vandolff and Alpha Lucas Donovan?” Rosanna‘s voice was calm and yet

Trisha’s P.O.V“So, how did it go for the two of you?” Rosanna asked as she unboxed another fancy wine bottle from one of the boxes that Damien had brought along with him as a peace offering.“Fine.” I told her curtly, my mind full of dread for the future. Damien and I had arrived back on the Shelter later in the evening where everyone had pretty much assumed that we wouldn’t return at all.According to some of the Shelter’s gossip vines, Lucas had thrown a tantrum at having been left behind and Rosanna had pretty much sulked all day until Neema had reassured her that I was coming back. But Damien had brought in enough rations with him so that Rosanna and her crew could spend the winter months in comfort without having to eat canned soups and stale bread. The wine had been an instant hit and so had the fresh meats and fruits. As a result, Rose had declared that we’d be having a feast tonight, in ho

Chapter 11:Trisha’s P.O.V Damien sat up on the bed with me still straddling him; his hands wrapped around my body to bring me closer to him. It was like every cell in my body came back to screaming life. If possible, this felt even better than the first kiss we shared that night with the castle burning behind us. It felt like I’d take my first breath of fresh air after an eon.I wound my hands at his nape, bringing our bodies even closer. Damien bit down on my lip with his fangs, hard enough to make me gasp, but not enough to make me bleed and then he took the opportunity to thrust his tongue into my mouth, tasting every corner and battling my tongue for dominance. Tugging hard on my hair, he pulled my head back on a groan and then he trailed hot, wet kisses down my throat, past my collar bone and just above my breasts.We were both being impatient, as if trying to make up for all the time we had lost.

Chapter 13:Trisha’s P.O.V:An old sensation of fear and anger gripped my heart. I wasn’t going to deal with this again! Man and King, I accept them both and if it meant my heart skipping a beat every time I disobeyed an order or every time I found that he could have insecurities like any normal male, then so be it. No matter who spoke to me, it would always be Damien, my Damien. And that Damien was now looking at me with doubt written all over his face. It felt like he wanted to tell me something but couldn’t.Well, I wasn’t going to let those insecurities taint our lives anymore, not when we had already wasted so much time already. So, I tightened my fist in his hair and pulled back his head so that his neck was exposed to me. Without thinking, I brought my lips to the vulnerable column of his throat and bit into it with my fangs extended.A groan of pleasure escaped Damien’s lips and soon,