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Damien's POV I was enjoying the bliss of holding Amara and listening to her yap just about anything, as we climbed down the stairs. Now I knew all about kameron walking, Valerie and Klaus' matching tattoos, whatever the Omegas were saying in the kitchen. Back in the room, my wolf had been restless, pacing relentlessly as if trying to give me a sign about something. But nothing seemed wrong. Maybe he was just happy about last night. Just like me, my wolf also loved the red-head. But with each step I took, I became more tense, my hand tightening around Amara, a feeling of nausea coiling in my stomach. I didn't see her before the scent reached me. A crisp blend of wild rain and lilies. And when I set my eyes on hers, I froze. Something snapped into place between us, and my wolf stirred like never before. 'Mate.' I heard it. Loud and clear, but I still refused to believe it. No. No, no, no. She stood up, a picture of elegance and sophistication. Powerful aura making sure no one wo

Damien's POVAmanda left earlier than she should, leaving Marcel and Solana here— the alliance they came for, forgotten. Everyone was gathered in the living room, and I could almost taste the tension in the air when I walked in.But I didn't care about anyone else, as my eyes found her immediately.Amara was sandwiched between Valerie and Carrie, but she wasn't relaxed. Not like before. Her body was tense, her hands curled into her laps. And when she looked up at me, the warmth in her eyes was gone.There was no spark or smile. Just silence and something awfully close to dread.No, this was different. Distant. Guarded. Like she was preparing herself for the worst. Her eyes were so sad, like she was expecting me to walk up to her and tell her everything between us was over.I didn't hesitate as I walked over, every single person in this large living room blurred to nothing as I took her hand. "Come with me."She looked at me, trying hard to read my expression and control her own. It wa

Damien's POVEveryone cleared the living room so that my dad and I could have a private moment. Amara decided not to meet him at all, and I totally supported it."Why are you here, Dad?" I couldn't even pretend to be pleased with his arrival.He shook his head. "No greetings, huh?""Why are you here?" I repeated."When were you going to tell your mother and I that you found your mate?" His face lit up, almost as if he was certain that I already chose to be with my fated mate.I knew it. That was why he drove here this morning without informing me. Someone must have told him. Sometimes I forgot about the Omegas here and their ability to gossip."I have introduced my mate to you." I said, my tone flat and passive.He shook his head. "No you have not. You mate is Alpha Amanda of the Moon cliff pack, and I have not met her."I took some deep calming breaths, wanting to be civilized, but my patience was already wearing thin."Alpha Amanda and I decided that we are going to reject the bond.

Damien's POV Days passed, Solana and Marcel had gone back to their pack and the day went on with the usual energy it carried. Everyone was happy. Well, almost. I was still tethered to a woman I didn't choose— one who refused to let me go. I could not do more than hold Amara or hug and kiss her cheeks, even though we clearly craved more. Amara had told me last night that she was ready for me. Fully ready to be claimed. She wanted me to mark her. But marking her, when I had found my fated mate could cause the latter serious pain. Ronald was paralyzed when Klaus marked Valerie, and I didn't wish to put her through such pain. My wolf especially, objected to marking another. We were not also sure that the marking might work with us if I didn't break the one with Amanda. It worked for Valerie and Klaus because they were also fated mates. Another reason the marking would not be happening was because I knew that Amara would not like to be marked while another nursed the pain. I knew I h

Amanda's POVI sat back on my seat, as I could not continue standing. My knees my were weak, my heart heavy. My pride— what was left of it— bad been trampled upon.An Alpha does not knee. An Alpha does not beg.But here I was, begging a man that I had met just twice because I could not imagine him leaving me. I could not bear the thought of him being with another woman. It hurt so bad. Why was I paired with someone who didn't want me at all? I have never met someone who resisted the mate bond as strongly as he did.I had worn this dress, letting out a generous amount of cleavage— something that wasn't my usual style— in hope to entice him. He looked once, and I thought I had him. But he proved me wrong. He only looked once, then he avoided that area like I had a warning sign written there.I could tell that he was affected, but his dedication to fighting the bond was so strong.He must really love that woman.I felt hands on my back, and I turned to see my Gamma— Manuel. He was the on