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"I mean you've been quite irritated of late." "I just........I'm just tired I guess." Damian nodded. "I guess." Pause. We resumed our stroll. "What's getting you so worked up Tyler? Definitely it can't be Marcel....." "It isn't." "Then what is?" I paused. I didn't know if i could bare out my emotions to Damian. He wasn't just my Beta, he was my best friend. I confided in him often, but this was something I wasn't just comfortable talking about. "I wonder if I'll ever be able to find the woman Dana claims is my mate."

I kept my hands folded in my lap as we drove, wondering what I had gotten myself into by agreeing to this. Inside the car, it was quiet for a long time. I finally broke the silence. “Tell me about your family.” Damien’s expression changed right away. “There’s not much to tell.” “I doubt that,” I said. After a pause, he started talking. “My father remarried after my mother died. Victoria is my stepmother. She likes control.” I smiled a little. “That’s your warning?” “No.” He glanced at me briefly. “This is. Answer only what you’re asked. Don’t volunteer information.”

Damon says, and we all look at him, humour written on Xaviero's face. "You are not John Wick." Cara say. "I am. You're just blind to my powers." Damian says so seriously, you would have believed him. Getting up, still slightly annoyed. "I'm gonna go get a bottle of. . " all their eyebrows raises "juice." I complete, even though all my insides were craving a mixture of bourbon and tequila. "You seem to be taking lots of juice, it shows." Xaviero says. I don't take juice. "Yes. You've gained weight, especially in those babies." Damian smirks, his eyes on my breast. Pervert.

“Yes. And Damian is a wolf. You’ve learned quite a lot in such a short time.” My knees felt weak. I leaned against the wall for balance. “Stay away from me,” I whispered. But he only laughed, leaning back again, his voice smooth like velvet. “Do you know how easy it is to read you? How easy it is to smell what lingers on you? Damian was here last night. Wasn’t he?” His grin widened, cruel and knowing. “Yes. He touched you. He marked you. He fucked you.” “Stop!” I shouted, my cheeks burning hot. “Shut up!”

He laughs, “Yeah, and then what? Men also like to gossip,” “Don’t tell a single soul, but it's Damien’s and she’s a month pregnant.” X almost serves off the road, and I scream but he stays calm and looks forward, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. “Damien, Damien Harris, gay Damien?” I nod, “Yep, I still can’t believe it either.” Xlanti shakes his head, “But the man just proposed and now he has a baby momma and it’s your best friend. Kanti, what’s happening, are you guys in a swinger’s club?”

“Aurora has everything to do with this!” Xavier flinched slightly, no, not at the words spoken but at the volume. “I saw her first,” Damian said, breathing hard. “I fell in love with her first.” At his confession, the room went completely still. “But of course,” Damian continued bitterly, “you have to have everything. You went and wooed her with your charm, your perfect image, your stupid confidence, and of course she fell for you. Who wouldn’t? Who wouldn’t be dazzled by Xavier Steele?”

“They were family.” Damien sat with perfect, aristocratic posture despite his torn black shirt and crimson-flecked eyes. “Damien Crowe. Graduate student. Pure-blood vampire. I drove a silver blade through my sire’s heart tonight. The man who gave me this cursed existence… called me his greatest pride.” A bitter smile touched his lips. “Now I’m alone in the bloodline.”

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

she spat out. Damien gripped her jaw tightly with a smirk on his face, he kissed her neck, sucking on the skin. He let go of her hand, as he trailed it to her thighs which were already apart because of his leg. He rubbed his thumb on her clit which was protected by her underwear, he kept rubbing it vigorously making her thighs quiver as it shook in pleasure. Her whole body gave up to the pleasure she was receiving as her underwear soaked with her juicy liquid.

"...Cheers to more profits ahead." They raised their glasses and drank. "So," asked Damian as he finished his champagne, " what brings you back to New York?" "Nothing really. Sometimes we all need a break from work. I did meet someone though and I'm really into her. She is simply just so mysterious and sexy." "She good in bed?" Xavier smirked. "I can't kiss and tell." They both chuckled. "So what about you? Anyone special?" Damian was not sure how to answer that question. As he thought of a response, he looked around for Lilian. Soon Xavier's phone rang.