DAMON I have waited for this trip for months. I can't believe we are finally here. Italy is far more beautiful than I ever imagined. We are in a quaint little villa in Capri, and Lucy is wearing the sexiest red string bikini lying in the sun, reading a book. I wish we could stay in this place forever, forget our packs and responsibility. I can tell Lucy is getting antsy as we wait for the car to arrive to take us to the Blue Grotto. Some underwater cave thing she wants to see. I could stay here on our private beach, just the two of us, for the next month and be the happiest man alive. I pour Lucy another Mimosa, and she looks at me over her sunglasses. "Are you trying to get me drunk?" "I wish Human Liqure would get you drunk, then maybe you will take off that sexy swim top for me." I wink at her, and she laughs. We hear the honk of a car horn, and Lucy jumps up, pulling on her jean shorts and grabbing her day bag. She grabs me by the hand, pul

DAMON (MATURE CONTENT SKIP THIS CHAPTER IF YOU DON'T LIKE THAT)Twirling Lucy around the dance floor, my heart was full. She really was made for me. Even with her trauma and what she referred to as damages. I only saw this bright, funny, beyond sexy diva who stole my heart at the very first glance. I loved watching her smile and the way her arms tightened around my neck when she giggled, and the way her lips found my jaw to kiss me, simply letting me know she loved my hands on her. When she said, she was ready to go with that seductive smile. I wasted no time getting her to the car that had been waiting for when we needed to head home. I placed her on my lap and closed the door behind me, telling the driver to get us back to the Villa. Lucy's arms were still around my neck, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I captured her lips in the most passionate kiss. She kissed me back with just as much love and adoration. I could feel my lips bruising at the intensity of our connecti

LLUCYThe sun was hot, hotter than I expected. I rolled over on the blanket, putting my book away when I felt Damon poke me. "Why are you poking." "Shit Axel was right. Wolves can burn. You look like a lobster." I shove his hand away, looking at the red blotchy skin he was poking." "That is weird. This has never happened before." "Maybe you are having an allergic reaction to the sun?" "Can nothing in my life be simple!" I lay on my back with my arm draped over my eyes. I smelt him before I saw him—a mix of fresh-cut wood and apples. I sat up instantly. "Oliver?" "Well, Astrid hasn't left you entirely because you still have her nose." He laughed, and I squinted up at him. He was fully dressed in tactical gear. You'd think he would be sweating like crazy. I could smell another smell I loved: fresh-cut grass and ground coffee. "Why is Killian here?" 

DAMONAfter hours of reading about Lucy's family history, even Mark's side of the family, I was mentally spent. There was still so much about Lucy I didn't know. I needed to learn everything I could to help Lucy get Astrid back. I climbed back into bed around four in the morning. I pulled Lucy close to my chest. I love how she would nestle her face right into my chest and start to snore louder. I must have drifted off at some point because when I opened my eyes, Lucy was not there. I rubbed my eyes and made my way to the kitchen. I heard someone in the kitchen. Was I dreaming? Lucy does not cook. I rounded the corner to see Oliver at the stove making waffles and Lucy perched on the island countertop cross-legged and drinking coffee. She was laughing at something he said. I was so happy they found each other. Stil a little annoyed I didn't put it together sooner. I stood leaning in the doorway in just my sweatpants, watching them interact. Anyone would think they

MADDOXI did not want Ellen coming to Italy to perform a risky spell when she could go into labour any day. We brought the pack doctor along just in case, but I was still pissed. Why did everyone always need Ellen for everything? No one cared if she used too much energy, endangering her and the twins—our baby girls. I watched as she chanted, and I could feel her getting tired through the bond. She removed her hands from Lucy's face and gripped Oliver and Victoria's hands. The lights blew out of the room, and the only light was coming from the moon. She chanted harder, and a scream tore out of her. And I wanted to break her out of the trance, and as if Axel and Damon could read my mind, they held me back. I watched, rooted in place, as she fell to her knees, still chanting, gripping their hands. Oliver's body started convulsing, and Victoria lifted Ellen to her feet. Was the spell over? Was that it? Was Lucy okay? I swear everyone was moving in slow motion when I heard E