Alpha Damon Mga Nobela at Kwento

A roar of fury split the night. “Then take me!” The ritual shattered. The moonlight splintered like glass. The silver threads recoiled, and I gasped as my lungs filled with air again. My eyes flew open. Damon stood inside the circle of light, chest rising and falling in ragged heaves, his dark hair wild, his eyes burning with a raw, feral desperation I had never seen before. His Alpha power crashed into the cliff like a wave, shaking the ground under our feet. He wasn’t supposed to be here.

Alpha Damien, the great and prestigious Alpha of the red moon pack and one of the strongest, leading billionaires and businessmen of all time, stood right at the door of the kitchen, from which Courtney had just left. His cold gaze, glazed against the body of that woman and in comprehensive pain followed by rage, overwhelmed him. He wanted to just shred her into pieces. Ariel immediately cringed, knowing absolutely what it felt like to be close to him. It was like death, the hand of death clutching her, clawing at her and choking her. But, instead of it taking her, it toiled with her.

"That little surge is what we have to talk about, my lovely Marie. That's why we are in deep shit. It wasn't just a few little enhancements that Damien passed along to me by accident. He passed IT to me as well." "What are you talking about? What 'it' did he pass on to you?" "Oh, marie, I knew you truly didn't believe me when I said Damken was a werewolf. You are so pragmatic that you just accepted what I said, but you truly, deep inside that pretty little head of yours, didn't believe he was a werewolf. Well, I am afraid that it was the absolute, forever and ever, unholy truth." "Oh. I don't know what to say Elena. I guess maybe you're right about the pragmatic thing. I just let it pass thr

Damon retorted with a weird smirk in his face. I was shocked to my bone marrow. I felt my knees go weak, and I fell to the ground, my body numb from the pain of the hard fall. I was going crazy. Who was this person in front of me? Where was my best friend? “Damon, I can understand your wishes to not disrespect the moon goddess, but this? No,” I shook my head, still crying. He growled loudly and shot me daggers with his stare. “It’s Alpha to you; you’re no longer permitted to call me by my name,” he said as his eyes darkened, still looking at me.

Dahlia’s POV “She’s lying!” My Dad growls at the judge, “She’s fucking lying! How dare you, you little useless brat?! You--” “Liam Palmer!” Damon suddenly raised his voice before the judge could react to my Dad’s outburst. He turns to Dad with a calm smile yet his eyes are cold as ice, “She is an Alpha now, as much as you are. I don’t want to see you disrespecting her again.”

''I didn't quite catch your name,'' ''Because I didn't quite give it to you yet,'' My lips curve up, smiling. ''I'm Alice,'' ''Damon,'' He takes a few steps closer towards me, shaking my hand. ''Damon. You do know that your name means demon in German?'' I furrow my brows as I try to remember reading a list of names back in high school because I've always been the type to look up for baby names and saving it for future purposes. ''It means subdue in Greek.'' ''So I've been told,'' He smirks.

he said. “Hey,” I said and snapped back to reality. “Are you okay?” he asked me. “I just saw Damon and he really doesn’t remember me,” I said to him. “I’m sorry, I just heard that he went to St Albans,” he said to me. “It’s okay, it was just a shock to see him,” I said and took a deep breath. “He quit Finley, he gave the Alpha seat to Jared, he packed all of his stuff and left last night,” he said.

Following their gaze, I realized their eyes were fixed on a particular spot on Amelia’s neck. “It shouldn’t come as a surprise to see a Luna marked by her alpha, should it?” I shrugged, my tone unbothered. “I am an alpha who answers to no one, and I am going to make it known to you all that I, Alpha Damon, have no intention of playing by your rules. “As you can see, I have marked my Luna already, and anyone who has a problem with that….” I let my gaze sweep over the crowd, locking eyes with a few, “has a problem with me.”

His father died in battle, fighting the then-southern Alpha. Damian became the Alpha and she, his Luna. Everything was going perfect. She would bear children and they would one day be Alphas. She would lead the park alongside her husband till her last day. But everything changed. The blonde girl came along. An omega. A commoner. Damian's mate. A dangerous coward who could only rely on the help of a bow and arrow to kill her in her previous life.

And I realized then that sometimes knowing you did your best doesn’t lessen the grief of losing someone who couldn’t be saved. Iron Crest would descend into deeper chaos now. New leaders would rise. Blood would be spilled. And Damon would watch from a distance, powerful enough to intervene, but wise enough to understand when interference would only ignite more flames. That was the burden of an Alpha. Not just strength. Not just dominance. But restraint. The shower turned off. A few moments later, the door opened. Damon stood there, water still clinging to his skin, his expression calmer, but his eyes darker.