Damian Wayne X Jon Kent Novels & Stories

Alex chuckles at the other end and remarks, "You just couldn't handle the fact that she always stood up to you even though she's a human." "Whatever," Damian replies, knowing he is right. "I have a lot to attend to now, so we'll talk later," Damian tells him before ending the call. Damian has more important things to worry about than that human. Why was she returning after seven years? Why was Alex even concerned about such trivial matters? He decides to go to his father's chambers to find out more. "Good morning, Dad," Damian greets him. "Morning, son," his father replies. "Have you heard that your friend will be returning to the pack this weekend?" his father asks.

Alpha Damian seethed with rage, seeing the determined glare on Alpha Rex of the Bluemoon pack to unhorse him, It could only suggest something, the possibility that Bluemoon pack could conquer Darkwood pack in the future. This infuriated Alpha Damian, as he adjusted his grip aiming for the small gap between Alpha Rex's shield and breastplate, the distance closed rapidly, so abruptly Alpha Rex shifted his shield and braced for the chaotic impact. Shattering against each other's armor, at the same instance the heavy force lifted both Alphas from their saddle as the world spinning in chaotic whirl mixed with the noise and yells of the people; they both hit the ground. Immediately, the physicians

Damian had only one arm left. Blood was gurgling out of his wound and staining the ground on his feet with red. At a distance not far away, Gerald’s face was fully written with shock as he said excitedly, “He’s a pre-celestial fighter who can condense his energy… Yet he can’t even take one punch from Dr. Yarde…” It was only now he realized how much he had underestimated Kayson. Damian controlled his energy around his body and stopped the bleeding.

"Listen to me I won't let anyone take you away from your mother ok. Your mother will wake up soon and I'll take you to my house and I'll protect you there." "Like a superhero?" Dennis said, his face lighting up a bit. "Yes, just like a superhero," Damian smiled. "Who's your favorite superhero?" Damian asked, trying to lighten the atmosphere. "I like Spider-Man and hulk and flash and Batman...." Dennis paused, his face looked like he was thinking about more. "Oh….and Superman ," he yelled when he remembered. "Wow, that's a lot. So which superhero do you want me to be?" Damian asked with a smile.

He was stunned for a moment, but soon recovered his expression. However, it was seen by RK. RK took a look at Wayne. He and Wayne had only nodded at each other and were not familiar with each other. However, judging from Wayne’s reaction just now, it seemed that he knew the watch. After all, it was given to Adrian by Seventeen. “Good boy, you are big and Little Rian is a child. Isn’t it better for you two to chat?” Wayne rubbed Damien's hair as if he was coxing a child.

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.

“Maybe it's the Goddess repaying him back.“ They all nodded in agreement, except Alpha Nolan of course. Are they being serious right now? They want to compare Damian's rule to Kael? How? That bastard is only going to make life difficult for the pack members, nothing more. “With all due respect, Alpha Damian still has the right to sit on the throne than Kael,” I defended, my voice firm with quiet resolve. “Damian is the son-in-law of Alpha Cadman, while Kael is just some Rogue bastard.“

What if Luna Emory is the Alpha's true mate? As the Beta of the Gardeno Pack, Damian was Jaxon's most trusted confidant. There wasn't a single detail—work, pack or even Jaxon's personal life—that escaped his notice. He knew every facet of Jaxon's life intimately. So, it wasn't difficult for him to notice the changes in Jaxon's behaviour and demeanour. And so, he concluded that it all began on the night of the wheat field fire. What exactly happened that night to make the Alpha like that? Damian couldn't just close his eyes and pretend that nothing had happened. Even if the letters hadn't been enough to unsettle him, the phone call Jaxon had just received certainly had.

That was why he chose to do it the way that he did. “Damon knows what he is doing, and Damon is well aware of everything that he is playing with. However, it does not concern him. He does not even give a damn. He does not care.” I said, looking at Alpha Kael. “You know for a fact that he does not care about me.” “That is not true, Sienna.”

“And suggesting we open the gates now, when the threat is immediate, is either stupidity or treachery. Which is it, Kent?” Kent opened his mouth to defend himself, but before he could speak, Damian stepped forward with a coldness that reminded me of when I first met him. "Alpha Kent brought Ronan into the Harvest Gathering," Damian said, his voice cutting through the argument like a blade. "He vouched for him. If Kent has been working with Ronan all along, perhaps we should test a theory.” “And what theory would that be?” Theo asked with a sinister smile.