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She let go and leaned back, putting her arms behind her to prop her up. Damien let his gaze follow the curves of her body, when he got to her crotch; he chuffed and then looked up at her face, then looked back down to her crotch. She looked down to see what had amused him so much and then she cursed. The light blue of her denim had turned very dark right in the center; she had soaked through her panties, leaving a large damp splotch in her jeans. Before she could stop him, he stuck his nose right in her crotch and sniffed. He kept his nose there, and then looked up to meet her gaze. She looked down at him and grinned, blushing a very deep red. When she didn't push his head out of her lap, he

Damien POV: My body swayed from where I was sitting, the wine was sweet and the other priestesses danced around the sensual flames that caused beads of sweat to drip down my neck. I brought my cup to my lips again, my eyes fixed to the copper skinned dancer, her body looked like it belonged to the flames. "Damien," said Dahlia sitting down next to me, I turned regrettably to face my sister, peeling my eyes away from the temptress before me. "What's up?" I said, trying to act casual, "we need to return to our own pack." I noticed her fingers fidgeting slightly with her white dress. "Why?" I asked, keeping my eyes focused on her. "It's the pack, it's in trouble. Dimitri," she took a deep breat

he muttered and opened his car door. A small female stepped out of the apartment building and he paused, heart racing. No, her hair was longer than Jessa’s, darker. He watched as the woman walked down the block, entering a diner. Well, why hadn’t he thought of that? No doubt a lot of people around here frequented this diner, hopefully Jessa did as well. Damien crossed the road and entered the diner. He came to a standstill, shock holding him immobile as he spied a waitress across the room. Her back was to him, but he’d still recognize her anywhere.

She left there in a huff it was time to eliminate Jane maybe eliminating Sophia in the process Jane entered her room still fuming and went straight to her walk in closet, she opened one of the drawer and which was containing Jewelries, she remove the jewelries and picked a pin like diamond from the jewelries then used it to punched a tiny hole inside the jewelries drawer, she raised the lid and inside it was containing a laptop and a burner phone, she picked the phone and dialed the only number stored in the phone which she stored as one, the line ringed ones and the person picked not saying anything “we have an opening next week” From the other end of the phone the person smiled “perfect l

he announces. “Good,” Lavi mutters. “I will talk to them tomorrow morning.” He pauses before asking, “Have you found her yet? Astoria?” Damien purses his lips and shakes his head. After the battle ended, Nine had managed to sneak away and left before Damien could talk to her. She had written him a note where she revealed her real name, Astoria Mint, to him. Damien is not sure what he wants to do but ever since she left, there is a hole in his heart which is impossible to fill so he threw himself at work.

I whispered sadly, "what happened?" "Goodness me, you've made such a mess, mousie. Come on and clean it up, then you can remake lunch for Mommy." Sapphire said, approaching us. Damien let go of me and gently nudged me away from him as Sapphire approached. She stepped over the small puddle of wine and pulled Damien's collar, kissing him roughly. I gasped, shocked to see her feeling him all over. She slid her hands down his chest and palmed his groin over his pants, massaging it gently. Damien groaned softly. "Is my pet getting hard? If you be a good boy and clean up here and make lunch, Mommy will give you a nice reward tonight." She said, licking her lips.

Most of the graduates had rushed off to town for an after party. The academy library had always been my sanctuary. I trailed my fingers through the books , ancient books of wolf law, healing and mysteries all slept here. I have always been intrigued by it. Then all of a sudden,the scent came back stronger this time and it felt closer. The door of the library creaked open and I slowly turned to see who it was and he stood there staring at me intensely Damien Wood,he was my mate. " I have been searching for you" he said slowly as he took a step closer to me.

Dexter's voice greets calmly as he walked close enough for me to see his face clearly but the person with him still refused to move. "I guess it's time for you to finally decide my fate." I stutter a reply nervously, watching as the shadow behind him slowly walks closer to where I sat. "I won't be doing that, he will." Dexter replied with an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. "It's nice to meet you lady. I'm Damion, the Alpha of the pack you trespassed." He introduces, eventually moving close enough to me and the minute both our eyes met, my heart stopped. "MATE!" We both whisper quietly with wide eyes.

The pain mixed with heat in a way that made Elias’s head spin. “You’re mine,” Damien growled against his skin. “Everyone’s going to see who you belong to.” He yanked his own sweatpants down just enough to free his cock. It was already hard and leaking. He rubbed the thick head against Elias’s hole, smearing precum over it. Elias pushed back instinctively, desperate for more. Damien didn’t tease him for long. He pushed in slowly at first, the thick head stretching Elias open. The burn was intense, but after yesterday, his body took it easier. Still, the stretch made Elias moan loudly.

“The daughter of the Moon Goddess. She told me I could leave the chasm if I wanted.” “Then leave,” said Lattie. “What’s stopping you?” “I have to wake up,” I said. “I have to wake up now.” Suddenly, we heard a loud tap on one of the cottage windows. We all looked at it and to my horror, I saw Damian standing there in his wolf form, staring straight at me. “Oh, no!” I gasped in fear. “Who is that?” Lattie asked. “Your nemesis,” Damian replied. Even though the window was locked, we could hear him clearly as if he had spoken inside the cottage.