A Second Look Dramione นิยาย & เรื่องราว

All their eyes were turned to me, and I did not expect it to be as horrifying of a feeling as it was to be watched like this as I made my way, my fingers anxiously playing with my dress. It was only when I reached the bottom of the stairs that the whispers finally reached my ears. ”That is the infamous new Luna of the pack?” ”My, she is absolutely gorgeous, is she not?” “No wonder Alpha Axel said yes.” “Or maybe because she’s the royalty.” “Why is she not wearing white? It’s her reception ceremony! Miss Angel is more dolled up than her.” “Maybe they are not the happy couple they pretend to be.” ***

Damon sighed. Flashback:- "Sir, your file! I have completed it with all the mistakes corrected now. It's absolutely right now." Sia said it happily and gave it to Damon. Damon nodded and took the file while looking at something on the monitor. Obviously, he was looking at Ashley's live CCTV footage. Sia tried to peek at that computer. She always wanted to know what made Damon smile like this. She is jealous, So to get Damon's attention, Sia took advantage and tried to hold Damon's hand abruptly.

Draco responded, not willing to let go of his idea. The fact that Damien kept avoiding being alone with Kira for too long proved to Draco that Damien was starting to like Kira way more than he wanted to admit and he confirmed it earlier today when he noticed how he kept looking at her whilst they watched her train. His eyes held nothing but hate for her and when he and Kira had locked eyes briefly, Draco could sense the awkwardness between them and he didn't like it one bit.

General Agustin came out first, and Prince Damon was about to follow when he turned to Adira and stared into her eyes. Her eyes widened slightly because she didn't expect him to look at her, and his eyes were staring right into hers. He removed his gaze from her eyes, but he looked at her from head to toe and stared at her again. He tilted his head to the left, then immediately left the room.

Draco was shocked to hear a knock on his door, he started wondering who was knocking on the door, he immediately remembered Bianca might have been waiting for him, he felt she is the only one that'll be knocking on his door at such time. Draco reluctantly stood up from the bed and went to open the door, the moment he opened the door he opened his eyes wider than usual in shock. He noticed he might cast himself if he keeps such expression on his face. “Hey, you're here.” Draco said to Alpha Damien with a faint smile on his face. He walked to go the bed and sat down waiting to hear what Alpha Damien was in his room to talk about. “A lot has been going on.” Alpha Damien said and turned to look

The voices rose, fury and venom volleying back and forth—Draco’s protective roars, Marla’s shrill accusations. “Stay here, baby girl,” Draco shouted through the crack, his voice suddenly softer, desperate. “I’ll deal with her before she turns this into a scandal. Please, wait for me.” But I was already shaking my head, tears blurring the mirror before me. And then I saw her. Loriah Dee, Not Elara Dane. The girl from five years ago. Swollen lips from his kisses, skin marked in love bites, body thoroughly, sinfully fucked—and still alone at the end of the day. Back then, he had gone running to Marla, leaving me to wait for promises that never came true.

And he was already watching me. Damon stood near the edge of the inner ring, still as a statue, surrounded by nobles and foreign dignitaries who had turned their eyes politely away. But not him. He hadn’t blinked. He saw it all. His expression wasn’t curious. It wasn’t cautious. It was reverent. Like he’d been waiting for this moment. Like part of him knew. But held my gaze, a new wave of heat and desire snapping between us. Damon’s eyes held mine as my vision flickered again. And when my eyes burned and the silver surged forward—something ancient and luminous pushing through my irises like a second soul breaking the surface.

Draven annouces beginning the second half of the night. Immediately, Selene sneaks her hands around Daemon smirking at me. Something that was almost similar to jealousy and anger tour deep inside me. I turned my face away from where Daemon had causally held her in the waist without sparing me a glance. I watched as people got paired up for the second time this evening, standing on the side. I felt an eyes burning into the back of my head, silently willing me to turn. Finally I gave in a met the burning gaze of Darius as he crossed the hall to me.

An extremely upset look replacing it, "You mated with Damon?"

“Now.” Within minutes, the living room was filled. Every member of the inner circle. Even the maids stood aside, heads bowed. Lorna came down the stairs slowly, dressed in a simple oversized shirt, her hair still slightly damp from her early shower. Her eyes locked on Ray’s for a moment. He didn’t look away, but his face was unreadable. Draco sat at the head of the long glass table in the center of the room. His fingers tapped lightly against the surface as he scanned every man and then finally, his eyes settled on Jeremy.