Semua Bab The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within : Bab 41 - Bab 50

(Damien’s POV)"Because I had all the time in the world to prove her wrong."And I would.Because Sofia could pretend all she wanted. Pretend that my possessiveness annoyed her. Pretend that my need to take care of her was too much.But the way her pulse raced when I touched her? The way her body melted into mine when I held her?She wasn’t fooling anyone.Especially not me.After making sure she had eaten and was comfortable, I finally stood.Sofia raised a brow. “Where are you going?”I smirked, grabbing my keys. “Relax. I’m just dropping some things off at home. I’ll be back in an hour.”Her lips pressed into a thin line. “You better be.”I chuckled, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “Try not to miss me too much, sweetheart.”She rolled her eyes, but I saw the small smile she tried to hide.I noticed everything.With one last glance, I

(Damien’s POV)The next morning, Sofia woke up before me.I felt it the moment she stirred, her warmth shifting slightly against my chest. My eyes were still closed, but my grip around her waist tightened instinctively, keeping her from moving too far.“Damien,” she whispered.I hummed, not letting go.“You’re awake, aren’t you?”“Barely.”She sighed, trying to wiggle free. “I need to get up.”“No, you don’t.”“Damien.”I opened one eye, smirking at the frustration on her face. “Yes, sweetheart?”“You’re not going to keep me in bed all day.”I shifted slightly, rolling her beneath me with ease. “I could.”Her breath hitched, but she lifted a brow. “You wouldn’t.”I leaned down, brushing my lips over her jaw. “You don’t sound so sure.”She shoved at my chest, laughing. “Let me up!”I sighed dramatically, but moved off her. “Fine.”She stretched her arms, silver eyes still hazy from sleep. “See? That wasn’t so hard.”I watched her carefully. “How do you feel?”“A little sore, but fine.”

(Damien’s POV) I stepped into my office, and the energy in the room shifted. It had been days since I’d been here—days since I cared about anything outside of Sofia. But now, the weight of the pack, the business, and the unfinished hunt for Tade settled back onto my shoulders. Ethan leaned against the desk, arms crossed. “Look who finally decided to show up.” I tossed my jacket over the chair. “Shut up.” He smirked. “I was starting to think you quit.” I sat down, exhaling. “Not yet.” Jaxon, my head enforcer, stepped forward. “We’ve got updates.” I met his gaze. “On what?” “Everything.” I gestured. “Then start talking.” The Pack Updates Jaxon pulled out a tablet, swiping through reports. “Business-wise, we’ve been handling things. No major disruptions.” I nodded. “And pack matters?” Ethan sat on the desk. “Minor territorial disputes, nothing serious. A few rogues tried to slip through our borders, but we handled it.” I arched a brow. “Handled it?” Jaxon s

(Damien’s POV)The plan was simple.Make enough noise, and The Broker would come to us.I had spent years building my empire—both in business and within the pack. I knew how the underground world worked. Money, power, and secrets were its currency. And if The Broker was truly the best in the business, then he wouldn’t be able to resist the opportunity we were dangling in front of him.I sat in my office, staring at the computer screen as Ethan finished setting the bait. The fake deal we were leaking wasn’t just any transaction—it was personal.A supposed power shift in our pack, one that would make me vulnerable. It was a lie, of course. But to an information broker, it would look like an opportunity too big to ignore.Jaxon paced near the window. “Think he’ll take it?”I smirked. “He doesn’t have a choice.”Ethan exhaled. “And if he’s smarter than we think?”I leaned back. “Then we adapt.”Jaxon stopped pacing. “Or we burn everything down until he has to show himself.”I grinned. “Th

(Sofia’s POV)I knew something was wrong the moment Damien walked through the door.His shoulders were tense, his golden eyes darker than usual, his jaw clenched so tight it looked like he was barely holding himself together.He didn’t say anything at first, just tossed his jacket onto the chair and poured himself a drink.That was my first clue. Damien never drank this early.I set my book aside, watching him carefully. “Rough day?”He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. “Nothing I can’t handle.”Liar.I could see it, the way his fingers twitched slightly, the way his wolf was restless beneath his skin.Something had happened.I stood, walking over to him, gently placing a hand on his arm. “Talk to me.”His muscles tensed under my touch, but he didn’t pull away.For a moment, he just stared into his glass, the golden liquid swirling inside. Then, finally, he sighed. “The police came to see me today.”That made me pause. “The police?”He nodded. “They’re looking into a mi