Damaged Goods Dramione Novels & Stories

Anastasia was not dead either but in critical condition. And Damon ... Damon was unconscious. He has been for the past one week. Doctors said he was injected with far too much wolfsbane. Any normal wolf should have died but he hasn't. But he isn't safe yet either. The wolfsbane had taken its toll on him and has sent him on a long trip to dreamland. He may never come back. Tell me is this happiness? "Adriane, you need to eat something." Mavis said from beside me.

In a state of blubbering panic, Damian violently jerked his head to the side, knocking his own left hand against the glass. CRASH. The crystal flute shattered against the marble base of the pillar, sending the poisoned golden liquid and jagged shards exploding across the floor, soaking the tips of Julian’s expensive leather dress shoes. Damian fell to his knees in the puddle, gasping for air, his chest heaving with a desperate, sweating panic as he clutched his fractured right arm against his chest. He looked up at Julian like a dog that had just been broken. Julian didn't look down at him. He pulled a pristine white silk handkerchief from his breast pocket, slowly wiping a single stray drop

The crowd gasped. Damien gripped the bracelet tightly and turned to the owner. "Mrs. Blackwood, I am terribly sorry. My wife has been... mentally unstable lately. She must have liked your bracelet and taken it by mistake. Could you please let this go, for my sake? After all, we’re signing that partnership deal tomorrow." Mrs. Blackwood looked furious, but she glanced at Damien, then thought about the multi-million dollar contract. She gritted her teeth and forced a smile. "Since you're asking, Damien... of course. It was just a misunderstanding."

He answered back. The female guard approached cautiously. I lifted both hands with exaggerated innocence. "Be my guest." The search was quick... the guard stepped back. "She's clean, Boss." A heavy silence settled over the room. Daemon broke it first. "There." He flashed me a triumphant grin before looking at Draco. "Satisfied?" Draven folded his arms with an amused smirk. "You owe her an apology." "I don't apologize," Draco replied flatly. "Of course you don't," Daemon muttered. "Your ego would never survive it."

"Rouge pulled out, but Silvermoon's still desperate. They've moved up the investor presentation to next week. And Elena... Damien's been injured. Training accident, but with their medical situation..." "How bad?" "Broken ribs, possible internal bleeding. He's refusing outside help, trying to heal naturally. Kyle's basically running everything now." Elena closed her eyes, feeling echoes of mate bond she'd thought severed. Pain whispered across her consciousness, Damien's pain, distant but real. "He's still ours, even if he rejected us," Zara said softly. "The bond endures." "Book the jet. We're returning to New York tomorrow, then preparing for Virginia. It's time."

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.

Like he couldn't even consider another outcome. Thalia pressed her hands to my wound, her power already working. "She's lost a lot of blood," she said grimly. "We need to get her back to the pack - now." Damon didn't waste another second. He ran. I felt the wind rush past me as he carried me away from the battlefield. I wanted to tell him that I'd be fine. That I wasn't scared. But the truth was... Everything was starting to fade. **** Damon's POV

Lisa touched her chin. The door opened as Scarlett and Lisa raised their eyes to see Damien and Aiden staring at them. "Aren't you going to the company?" Scarlett raised her eyes. "You've not recovered fully so you can't stay that way" Damien came over as he sighed helplessly at her sitting posture. "It really doesn't hurt again, I'm already healed" Scarlett pouted and let him hold her. Damien glanced at her coldly as she pursed her lips and did not talk again.

Perhaps he would need it as soon as he would come back. Her random thoughts didn't linger much longer. Because soon after someone knocked on the door and after opening it up, she saw Celeb and another gamma carrying half-unconscious Damien in their arms. Viona's eyes traveled down to his stomach subconsciously from where blood was flowing out like a natural stream. Her wolf snarled in anguish and yearned to hug him to pass her solace but rather she stayed back for the sake of other presenters here. Celeb stumbled on his feet and finally dropped him down on the neatly trimmed bed with the assistance of gamma.

"The Seldom family will not wrongly accuse a young and virtuous girl." The senior madam's statement concluded everyone. Emma smiled and said, "Thank you, senior madam." Beta Henry felt slightly embarrassed, unable to take his eyes off Emma. He walked up and helped Draco to his feet. "Stand up." Unexpectedly, Draco hadn't steadied himself when his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed backward. Amid the garden, cries of chaos erupted. Draco was taken back to the third lady's residence. Inside the room, the physician had treated Draco's injury. The third lady looked anxious and asked in a rush, "Physician, how is my son?"