Alpha Damon Romane & Geschichten

It seemed to command power and whispered into his ears. “Rex, it’s good to see you finally awake” the man said to him, causing him to furrow his brows, “I’ve been unconscious for how long?” “Unconscious and violent” his dad corrected. “I am Damien, soon to be Alpha and an ally of Alpha Ryder”. “Your dad explained what your greedy boys did to you and I promised we’d help you get your revenge,” Damien further said, hoping to get a reaction from him to prove that whatever Alpha Ryder had done didn't work out, but Rex’s curiosity was spiked.

I told them and Alpha Hunter says, “I will explain it all to you on the drive there.” We all headed outside and into Hunter’s SUV. Once we were on the main highway heading north, Alpha Hunter begins to explain, “The rogue Alpha’s name is Damon and I have had my own run in with him in the past. When I had my run in with him, he had connections with the Moon Witch and Sal is here to make sure that he still isn’t connected with her.” “I now get why he is here, but why is she here?” I asked Alpha Hunter, still trying to piece this all together.

he said while rubbing the back of his head. “Alpha?” I asked curiously. “Shut up and go back to work,” Dash said as he was about to push me away. However, Dane intervened and grabbed him by the back of his neck, pulling him back to his seat. “Don’t touch her,” Dane commanded. “You shouldn’t be alpha. You’ve become weak since Selena passed!” Dash angrily threw his glass on the floor, causing it to shatter. “What makes this girl so special? I thought you said she was underage.”

I said uncomfortably and placed out my hand to stop him. It had the opposite effect. He took my hand and leaned his large mouth with all his big teeth forward. His hard lips touched the backs of my fingers. I tried to snatch my hand away, but he kept ahold of it. “I swear my allegiance to you, Tara Layton, The Promised, the wielder, the bringer of peace. My breath, my blood, my life.” He dropped my hand, stood, and stepped back. Another guttybrew took his place. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, but Talon held me in place with gentle pressure around my back.

Alpha Damian growled angrily. "Quite a beautiful lady, how unfortunate she's an omega, perhaps your highness should claim her as one of your sex slaves" A Beta guest from different pack suggested. "Even for my lowliest sex slave I cannot claim her" Alpha Damian uttered, this word reverberated into Ana's ear a thousand times, she felt her world collapsing as she stood to her feet and ran as fast as her legs could carry her into the dark, as the night soil man followed.

His Alphas wouldn’t allow him to reject his mates if they find out. Damien Dimonte is the son of the Lycan King’s sister. He has been traveling the world training with all of the best fighters and spies, so when his uncle orders him to protect a Beta, he thinks it’s a joke until he is told it is for The True Alha of The Red Shadow Pack. She has finally returned and named her best friend as her Beta. For the chance to meet this legendary Alpha who is the spark that will return the glory of the Lycans, he will take up this seemingly mundane task. Though he does not expect to find his mates, fall in love or uncover something as dark and sinister as what he is about to discover…there is one thin

“Because I’m the only one who can get you to her before Darius moves her. And word has it that he will soon enough. And if he does before you’ve gotten to her, you know for fact that you are never going to find her. You might as well use me to your advantage since I am offering.” The muscles in his jaw flexed. “You’re walking a very thin line, Claire. And you know that I don’t do well with games.” “I’ve been walking it my whole life.” I said, taking a step toward him. “So, what is it going to be, Alpha?” For a moment, we just stood there, two people who had spent years circling each other, neither quite ally nor enemy. Finally, Liam exhaled, the fury in him cooling just enough to sound like

“Frankly, your report sounds… lackadaisical. Unacceptable.” Damon flinched, his eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly. I could feel the heat radiating from him, the suppressed anger. As Gamma, he was used to being in charge of security and the hunt. Being called out like this, in front of the other officials, clearly stung his pride. But he said nothing. He just gripped the edge of the table, his knuckles turning white. He knew the rules. An Alpha’s word was law. Questioning it, talking back… that was a challenge. And Damon wasn’t stupid enough to challenge a True Alpha, not openly anyway. Even if his gaze held a silent promise of resentment.

"Let's go please." "No." He said it so firmly, leaving no room for argument. "We have been running in circles, and it must end now." "You are mine." Amanda said, nodding to herself with a kind of confidence that scared me. "I, Damien DeMarco, Gamma of the Crescent wolves pack..." I whipped my head towards him in disbelief. "Damien, what the hell are you doing?" I panicked. "Stop it. Stop it right now." But he didn't listen. "Reject you, Alpha Amanda Martella, of the Moon cliff pack."

The lamps seemed to glow brighter, or maybe the air was thickening again. “Good evening,” Damon began. His voice was easy and deliberate. “Most of you know who I am. Damon Kael. Alpha of the Nightshade Pack. The cursed Alpha.” There was a murmur. The word cursed had been his badge of infamy for years. He didn’t flinch. “I have been called by that name,” he said. “I’ve worn it like armor. But tonight, the Moon Goddess has been pleased to smile on me.” His eyes swept over the audience, then returned to me. My breath caught.