Lahat ng Kabanata ng Twisted Desires: His Darkest Obsession : Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

(Lena's POV)Damien never did disappoint. He kept true to all his promises, and even with him gone, I could never forget the feeling of his lips against my wetness, drinking me up, and taking me to heights I had never thought possible. This was an experience I could never get used to.Since my return to the Blood Moon Pack, I have spent less time with Kaden, and I was going to make up for it today.I brought out the packet of colors. When Kaden was younger, I held his hands as he colored the little shapes on the white paper; he loved coloring.Kaden might be only a year old, but he looked far bigger than his age. I suspected that it was solemnly due to his werewolf genres. The thing was that werewolves grew faster than humans, but then at the age of maturity, eighteen years, the growth slows down, and they age far slower compared to humans.Kaden wasn't much of a talker.I bathed him and had him fully dressed up; his eyes lightened up when he saw the rolls of colors. I sat him before

(Natasha's POV)"You have to be kidding me. I am very much a suspect now; couldn't he have waited for even a few days?" I say to Set, even if I knew he had no power to change the way things went."This should be easy for you.""What is the mission?.""He wants you to cause some kind of division between the Alpha and the Luna," Set says, refusing to look into my eyes."And why would he want that?" I was confused."I don't know either.""I really can't see how this helps with my revenge.""According to him, with the two apart, the pack is weaker, and the Alpha cannot survive without his Luna. Take this."He passed me a vile; its content was a silver-blue powder, and it emitted a strange kind of glow. I had not seen this in years, but that didn't mean I had forgotten what it was. Lunaria's Kiss.It was a strange name for a poision; it sounded so soft yet so deadly. The poision was made from the combination of the very rare and deadly Nightshade plant, a vial of silver, wolf's bane, and l

(Lena's POV)I felt restless laying there on the bed, I had to remind myself that Damien had to work and I should stop visiting his office, but I just couldn't seat here, not when I felt so aroused, I needed him, my wolf wanted him too. I wondered if he would ever get tired of me, but I doubted it. I walked out of our room, hesistating, but finally making up my mind I walked to his office and stopped.He was not alone.I knew what was going on but I refused to believe it, I walked closer and I saw a flash of blonde hair, which was quickly covered with Damien's form, the pain burnt in my chest, hot anger, furry, that's all I felt.My mind went completely blank and I turned around, heading back into our room, a single tear fell down my eyes.Did I do something wrong?, did I make him upset in anyway?Those were the question on my mind but I was quick to dismiss it. It didn't make sense, he had said all that for me to stay and then he go fuck some other whore...It didn't add up, but with

(Damien's POV)I wasn't being exactly truthful.I didn't think I could let Lena go, even after what I did. I simply couldn't live without her; the last two years without her almost drove me crazy, and now that I know she also had my child... I just couldn't let her bare the burden alone. Also having the knowledge that there were people out there who wanted her, was just more reason I couldn't let her go.There was more to my mate, and she was not at all as powerless or worthless as her parents had thought she was. I guess if they knew the kind of power she held in those slender fingers, they would never let her go; she would have been a big asset to them, and she would have been used and exploited.No one should know about her abilities. I didn't know what it was, but I knew that there was much more to it than even I knew. She was simply spectacular, but she would never stop being my Lena. I didn't care what exactly she was; I would never stop loving her in any shape or form.I didn't

(Lena POV) "Please, you may all eat," Damien said to everyone, and they dug in. "Now would you explain where my own plate is for food?" I asked, already suspecting his response, but it still came as a shock to me. "There would be no need for that, Lena; I'll be feeding you," he says. "I am very capable of eating by myself." "I know that." "Yet?" "Yet, I think it is sexy to see you eat from me." "When you say it, it sounds very different from just 'eating," I muttered, grateful for the conversation that had already begun on the dining table, even if I was sure some twisted people were still listening in—and yes, they were all twisted attendees. "What does it sound like?" he asked, and a small smirk formed on my lips. Two could play the game. "Something from my own sexual fantasies," I said, and that gave him a pause. The smirk on my lips grew wider. "And if I may know, what do your sexual fantasies entail?" "Me eating from you, of course, but in these fantasies, I am on my