Semua Bab REBIRTH: I REFUSE TO BE LUNA: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Voices filled the boardroom, but I didn’t pay them any attention. I was far too lost in my thoughts for that.Numbers kept getting presented on screen, projections were debated and risk calculated. This was a high level board meeting, one that demanded precision and focus. And right now, I could hardly care about any of it.My thoughts were elsewhere, they were on her – Nyssa.I kept on tapping my fingers on my armrest as I stared at the large screen in front of me without actually seeing anything on it. Someone – one of my senior executives – was speaking, but his words and movements had long since blurred in my mind until they became nothing more than background noise.For the first time in my life, my thoughts were consumed with things that had nothing to do with power, territory or wealth.Tonight was the night. For a man who had fought and killed lions with his bare hands, it had taken me a lot of courage just to tell her my thoughts.I had delayed it long enough now that it was

My words were a lie. A carefully crafted one, but it was still a lie. I had decided on that answer because it was placed just close enough to the truth to be believable, but far enough from the truth to keep my real secret buried.Visions sounded absurd but not impossible, especially in a world filled with werewolves with different bloodlines.Besides, I knew it was a far better explanation than the truth. I couldn’t exactly tell him that I had died and somehow woken up five years in the past with all my memories intact, right?So, I tried to hold his gaze as I continued speaking.Damien hadn’t reacted as immediately as I had expected. Instead, he had just stared at me and studied me with a curious gaze, like he was trying to peel me apart, layer by layer.“That’s,” he paused, and I watched as he mused over his words, “A very interesting explanation.”I let out a soft breath and leaned back into my chair,“I don’t expect you to believe me,” I replied, trying to sound calm,“I don’t th

Nyssa’s POV: The moment my lips met his, everything else disappeared.The city, the noise and the weight of everything else I was feeling, all of it was gone. All I could feel — no, all I wanted to feel – was him. Damien’s lips were warm against mine and this time, they were both firm and careful, like he was trying to hold back.My fingers tightened slightly against his shirt as I leaned into him and lost myself in him. The world had long since tilted and narrowed until the only thing I could feel and sense was him.His hand moved towards my waist, and he pulled me closer until I could feel my chest pressing on his. The small movement of my breasts against him was enough to send a flush of heat rushing through me.This wasn’t like the first time; it was deliberate. And even though it was unplanned, I was relishing every moment of it.I didn’t want to think, nor did I want this to stop. For once, I stopped thinking about what I shouldn’t do, and just let myself sink into him.Time bl

Damien’s POV:The moment her car disappeared over the horizon, the world felt different. The world had become muted, not because the city had gone silent, but because she was no longer there, by my side.I stood outside the restaurant for a few seconds than was necessary, my gaze still focused on the road her car had just disappeared into.My lips still tingled with the memories of her lips on mine. That kiss, no, those kisses had made my night.I let out a slow exhale and ran my hand through my hair with a faint, disbelieving smile on my lips.Since when did I start thinking about girls like I was still in high school? Even before the lost shipment, I had planned tonight very carefully, every word and every movement had long since been mapped out in my mind.But when the moment finally came, all I could manage was three words: I like you.A quiet scoff escaped my lips. If I was being honest, that was pathetic. That wasn’t what I had meant to say, not even close, but the look in her e

I had not realized just how badly I was shaking until he pulled back just enough to look at me. His hands were still wrapped around me, one at my waist, and the other steadying my back, but now, his eyes had begun to scan my face, and then, slowly, he began to search my body for any scars or anything else that might have been injured.“Are you hurt?” he asked, his tone low but urgent,I tried to answer, I really did. But I was still far too shaken by what I had just witnessed. I always prided myself on being strong, but being so close to death was not something I usually did.When I finally replied, my voice did not come out the way it usually did, it was low and small.“I—I don’t think so,” I answered,He didn’t look convinced, but he still nodded, even though his hands were still checking on me.He carefully checked my arms, my shoulders and even my legs. Every touch he made was controlled, but I could feel the tension beneath it.Now that I was slowly calming down, I could recogniz