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] Damien retorted, not liking how he was worried for his mate. [She is my Luna, I need to be sure she's fine] Daren replied and cut off the connection. Damien grumbled when he did that. Only he and his sister dare do such. He covered his mate and kissed the top of her head before leaving the room. ~~~~~~~~ When Damien left the room, Selena sat back on the bed. She couldn't sleep since he left. She was still worried about what will happen the next day. Then she recalled something. "Damn it, I wasn't able to meet with Smith." She whispered.

She moved swiftly, almost too fast for his eyes to follow, and in a breath, she turned her head to face him. Kieran gasped, his body jerking awake as his eyes flew open. His heart pounded in his chest, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. He had seen her—Cathrine. Her eyes, glowing a fierce, unnatural red, haunted him. He shook his head, trying to rid himself of the image, but it clung to him, refusing to let go. “I’ll get her,” he whispered to himself, his voice barely audible. “No matter what.” ************ Meanwhile, back in Damian’s territory, the air was thick with anticipation. He had been taken to the priest’s sanctuary, where they laid him in a pool of black water. The water shimme

“The alpha of this pack just sold off his horses to clear his debt but they weren’t even able to clear half of it.” I could see unwavering discomfort on Dax’s face but Damon wasn’t letting them catch their breath. “Ok one more. The alpha of this pack has now fallen so far from glory that he’s now a farmer and most importantly, his whore Luna is barren.” The tears on my cheeks had already dried up while I was listening to Damon diss them. “Oh c’mon. You all were so eager to guess who the mute girl was. Why can’t you guess this person with the amount of things I’ve said? They’re literally sitting in front of me,” Damon says while nonchalantly sipping his wine.

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE DAMON Point of View I trudged back to my chambers, feeling defeated. Tyla's rejection still stung, and I couldn't stop feeling like I'd blown my chance with her. I flopped onto my bed, staring up at the ceiling. Why couldn't she just give me a chance? I knew I'd messed up in the past, but I was willing to do whatever it took to make it right. As I lay there, my eyelids began to droop. I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes, letting sleep take control of me. But my rest was fitful. I dreamed of Annie, my former mate. We were standing in a lush meadow, surrounded by wildflowers. She was smiling at me, her eyes shining with love. I reached out to her, but she slipped away,

And Damian… Damian is a Lycan blooded Alpha. Even if I tried to fight, I wouldn’t last one second. But still, my eyes flick toward the heavy lamp. The corner table. The chair leg. I run through every weapon I could use—every opening I might find. But the answers are all the same. He’s stronger and he will win. The mattress creaks as I sit, bones stiff with dread. I stare at the floor, the lingerie clinging to my damp skin, praying for some miracle, some divine intervention—

"You really organized the entire ball… just for me?" Damien’s ocean-blue eyes darkened with possessive pride as he gazed at her. He leaned up to capture her lips in a slow, deep kiss, his tongue lazily tangling with hers. When he pulled back, his voice was low and filthy. "I did. I couldn’t stop thinking about this tight cunt. Every night I stroked my cock imagining stretching you open and breeding you. Now here you are — my chosen mate, my Luna, stuffed full of my seed."

“You even dare come back after running away?. And you think you can bring some stranger’s pups here? They smell like trouble and you also smell like trouble.” “Quiet,” Damon snapped at her. His voice bore the Alpha power that shut her mouth fast. His eyes were locked on me the whole time. I felt the mate bond glared between us, like a small flame that refused to die. It was burning hard in my chest, but it also pulled at me in ways I did not want to feel. Damon was blinking, his gaze fixed on me carefully. He noticed that I had a stronger energy the way I stood tall now, and the power that rolled off me and the twin

Emma studied me for a moment before tilting her head. "You’re his mate, aren’t you?" she asked gently. I stiffened at her words. "No, I’m not," I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended. Emma didn’t seem convinced. "You can deny it all you want, but Damien doesn’t claim anyone unless he’s certain." I swallowed hard, suddenly feeling sick. I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t want to be his mate. My stomach churned at the thought. Emma sighed, placing a hand on her belly as she looked at me with sympathy. "I know this must be scary for you," she said softly. "I know what it’s like to be thrown into a world you don’t fully understand." I narrowed my eyes at her. "I understand this world more t

AUTHOR POV Abigail walked into Damian’s room and found him sitting on the balcony, gazing out at the city skyline, he was holding a glass whiskey. She approached quietly, not wanting to startle him. “Hey, Damian,” she said softly, leaning against the doorframe. Damian turned to look at her, while taking a sip from the glass in his hands, seeing her brought back a lot of painful memories, he couldn’t get the image of her having sex with another.