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DamianWe eventually left the hospital after several long hours of uncertainty… and relentless, unsettling questioning.I could swear Doctor Andrew must have nearly peed on his pants a couple of times beneath the weight of my unrestrained fury and panic.But now… Aurora was stable. Alive. Back on her feet. Doctor Andrew had assured us that the medication would flush her system completely, and he confirmed it again after running another test once she woke.“You will need to keep your temper at bay next time, if I am to continue being her doctor,” he said with a casual shrug, though I could still hear the caution beneath it.“I’m sorry you had to experience that,” I replied, my voice lower now, restrained. “But trust me… you would have done far worse if the roles were reversed.”“I understand,” he nodded. “Especially when it comes to one’s fated mate. But you should also know that certain sedatives react differently. They can trigger side effects, some of which include unconsciousness f

AuroraI'm so pissed off, angry, and a little terrified all at once. Food isn't what I wanted now; The little freedom I had foolishly believed I’d gained was already slipping through my fingers, being stripped away piece by piece before I could even hold onto it.With Liam’s presence back in the picture, everything felt wrong again. And even though Damien had been protective, more than I had expected, I still couldn’t silence that part of me. The part that had seen through Liam. The part that knew the mask he wore wasn’t real.When our eyes had met, I saw that devilish grin he tried to suppress, and something tells me, for whatever reasons he's here, it was only to get back to me. Back to finish whatever twisted games he had started, and the truth… I wanted nothing to do with him. I wanted distance. Space. Freedom from him. I just wanted to stay far, far away.I would rather die than let him get close to me again. Even if that was what it took.A sharp knock on the door shattered my t

Aurora “I thought as much,” he says, pulling back with a knowing smile before turning toward the tray. My heart skips again. I’ve barely managed to push the memory of that brief kiss out of my mind, and now something tells me whatever ‘new thing’ he’s planning next won’t make it any easier. “That would be an awesome experience,” Keira teases in my head. “I can’t wait already.” She licks her lips with longing anticipation. Goodness… why do I feel those sudden tremors and longing already building in me? “How about I start with that, since it’s been a long day?” he murmurs, and I feel the sharp sparks that come with those words as his hot breath suddenly brushes the nape of my neck again. I stiffen immediately, and he noticed. “You don’t have to be afraid, little mate. I would never hurt you intentionally,” he adds, pulling away just as quickly, as though catching himself, or maybe it’s just the constant grumbling of my stomach. I watch as Damian pulls a small seat closer to the t

AuroraI'm blown off my feet as Damian leads me toward the washroom. The truth is that I wanted to resist, I wanted to tell him to stop, that I could do that myself, but… my body betrayed me again.I just can't bring myself to say the words, and somehow, I begin to feel drawn into whatever he has in mind. I can't stop that part of my mind that runs wild, believing he has something planned for tonight.That lingering smirk stays in his eyes every step of the way. And Keira is enjoying every bit of this affection, this attention, so much that she doesn’t want any of it to end.“No… let me take that off,” Damian says as I attempt to unzip the gown I’ve been wearing since morning.My arms paused mid-motion as I watched him pull close, every breath and smile deliberately stirring something I didn't even realize was buried deep inside me.He unzipped the gown and pulled it away from me, leaving me in my bra and panties, as he turned to run the water in the wash basin, adjusting it to a more

AuroraDamian took his time washing me, making sure he added every bit of tenderness into each gentle scrub.I couldn’t help but feel the softness beneath this ruthless, cold Alpha who had treated me far better than I had ever expected.He washed every part of me with deliberate care, his touch slow and soft. When his hands reached my breasts, he hesitated briefly, uncertainty flashing in his eyes before he lifted a brow.“Can I?” he asked quietly.I gave a small nod, granting him permission. “You wouldn’t want to skip,” I replied softly.A faint, dangerous smirk curved his lips as he continued, his movements gentle, almost reverent.“Goddess, you’re beautiful… all round. I could do this forever,” he murmured.“And you’re no different,” I told him, watching every careful motion, every trace of tenderness he tried, and failed, to hide.One thing I also came to like about him was his sensitivity and his need for permission, especially when dealing with me. He wasn’t that forceful, over-