Damian Wayne And Jon Kent Novels & Stories

It melted my heart every time. I smiled as I watched them together, a strange ache blooming in my chest—a blend of pride, love, and a touch of longing. But there was still someone missing from this perfect picture. Damian had left three days ago to visit Silverclaw territory, checking in on how Luther was managing things, now that the transition of power was complete. Even though the trauma of the past lingered, Damian had made it a point to rebuild bridges and offer guidance when needed. It was who he was now: not just a mate, not just a father, but a leader of peace.

He looked at Justin who cleaned his wrist. He and Justin had come a long way. He met Justin when he was just three. Justin was a pure wolf and he was an hybrid. Justin had been a major part of his life ever since. Justin had saved him countless times and the way Damian thought that he could possibly repay him was to have a witch link them together so whenever one was in trouble, the other would be able to tell. However, linking the both of them gave them more that psychic abilities. It gave Justin access to Damian’s abilities like super speed and super strength. As long as Damian was alive and the link wasn’t severed, they were always going to be there for each other.

That woman was Alice Kent, Damian’s childhood friend and the bully who had her subordinates break my ribs and stuff dirt into my mouth. For me, Damian had sent the entire Kent family into hell. However, it was all just a show. He turned Alice’s hell into a nice cage and hid his darling in it, away from my sight. “Annie?” I heard Damian’s voice at the door. I snapped out of my reverie, and Chester quietly vanished into the shadows. Damian walked in, and I could smell the faint traces of gunpowder and expensive cologne on him. He removed his blood-drenched, black trench coat, strode over to me, and hugged me tight.

The Queen turned to the King, her mouth opening to argue, but his raised hand silenced her. Damien’s shadow fell over me as he crouched slightly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Don’t look, little flame,” he murmured, the words gentle despite the tension in his tone. “You don’t need to see this.” The trapdoors fell with a sickening thud. My father, my mother, my brother—gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I collapsed to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me. I didn’t need to see it; the sound alone was enough to shatter what was left of my heart.

ROSEANNE The next day, Damian left early in the morning because he had important business in the pack that he couldn’t postpone. He instructed Kiren to watch over me as usual while Tobias had to accompany him. This morning, Damian seemed reluctant to leave me—considering that we were still searching for the spy within Fenrison, who was most likely responsible for Uncle Sam’s murder. He didn’t want me to be at home without his supervision. Damian had become very protective of me, not wanting me to end up in another dangerous situation.

Jace's voice broke on a sob. This was impossible. How was I supposed to do this? Damian's deep voice cut through my panic. "Jace." My son looked up at him, tears streaming down his face. "Your mom is a superhero, right?" Damian asked. "That's what you told me earlier." Jace nodded, sniffling. "And what do superheroes do?" "They... they save people," Jace whispered. "That's right. They save people. Even when it's hard. Even when they want to stay home." Damian's voice was surprisingly gentle. "Your mom has to go be a superhero right now. But superheroes always come back. Right?"

“You were good together. Neither one of you would have been half as good alone. You complete each other, I think.” Damian blinked. For the briefest second, his smile slipped, a look of hurt flashing across his face. I supposed he wasn’t used to a woman failing to pick him over another man. But he recovered quickly, smiling again, and picked up his beer to make a final toast to Kane. “I’ve never been told I complete another man before,” he said. “I’ll take it.” With that, Damian knnocked back the rest of his drink and stood. We said our goodbyes, and Kane held the door open for me as I left. I shivered as I stepped into the cold night air, wrapping my arms around myself.

Still alive, but broken. Konstantin waited in what had probably been a conference room. Eight of his best warriors surrounded him, all shifted, all ready to defend their alpha. Damian shifted back to human form....naked, covered in blood that wasn't his, his eyes blazing with gold fire. "You wanted a challenge," Damian said, his voice deadly quiet. "Here I am. Just me and you, Konstantin. Your warriors stand down, and we settle this alpha to alpha. Or they fight, and I kill every single one of them before I get to you. Your choice."

He rolled his eyes, smiled and went to prepare to leave. Damien, I need you and your Beta, Gamma, and Delta's. We have many things to discuss; Grampa would you please join us? Dad asked. Of course. Come along, Noah, Jonah, you two join us also, it’s going to be on you also to protect your cousin. Steven and Luther will not be happy with the shift in power. He said. Yes sir. The twin wonders said in unison, that was still crazy to me. Damien stood up still holding me. See you later. He whispered in my ear as he kissed me. A small moan escaped my lips, he chuckled. I love the way you respond to me. He said caressing my cheek. I so love this man.

He had blonde hair and very long hair, it looked so soft. "Oh be a gentleman for once Wesley. I'm sure you can find another seat right?" The first guy says and Wesley quickly nods his head. "Yes Damian." Wesley responds and leaves us alone to go find another chair to sit on. Damian is the alpha's son and fuck. "Oh no! I'm so sorry, I had no idea. Your friend can come back, I'll find somewhere else to sit." I say with eyes bulged out like a deer caught in headlights. "Don't sweat it. I don't mind it and how could you have known? Sue left you all by yourself." Damian says to me and I smile sheepishly at him.