Novel & Cerita Novel Catherine Dan Shaun

NARRATOR Catherine woke up feeling Damien's arm laying freely on her waist. She did not want to wake him up with her moving around so she stayed. Damien's face was now clean and smelled like fresh shower. But the damage of the wolfsbane had extremely damaged his sight forever, making it impossible for him to ever see again. This made Catherine's heart crumble. However she thought that if this was the price they had to pay to be together again, she would make it all worth it. She would help Damien get back on his feet. She would feed him until Damien leanrs how to feed himself. She will bathe together with him every day so that he knows he is never alone and that Catherine is there to guide h

CHAPTER ONE: Catherine's POV I knew I was going to die again but I couldn't remember why. Luna Anderson stood in the doorway of my honeymoon suite, backlit by the hallway's golden light. Behind her, Dr. Selene carried a leather bag that clinked with the sound of metal on metal. Chains, I knew without looking that the bag held chains. Because I'd seen them before. My heart slammed against my ribs as they stepped inside and closed the door with a soft click. Every instinct in my body screamed danger, screamed run, screamed that this moment had happened before and it ended badly.

Someone else argued over fries. Patrick dropped beside me with his food. “Are you coming to the science club today?” he asked, hopeful. “I can’t. I have things to do.” He scoffed. “Which includes writing notes for some girl who’s obviously just using you.” Before I could reply, Sasha slid closer—too close. “She left you at the hospital, Dominic,” she said softly, but loud enough for nearby ears to catch it. “Catherine’s just a rich girl having fun. She’ll get tired.”

“Where’s your new girlfriend? Catherine and I have been talking about how much we want to meet her.” Wren glanced at me and there was something different about his eyes. He looked back to West. “Didn’t work out. She’s back in California.” “Damn,” West frowned. “I’m sorry, bro. I guess Catherine was right.” Oh, shit. “Let’s get inside,” I said quickly, “your parents are waiting for us.” I didn’t need West running his mouth right now. “Yeah, you’re right,” West said and started walking towards the entrance.

……… ADAM POV "So what do you have for me, what is the update on Catherine?" "She is a beauty, damn!" I raised my right eyebrow questioningly at him as I asked "Really, is that all you came here to say?" "No, sorry,.." he coughed, clearing his throat and he continued. "There is nothing suspicious about her, she has no criminal record. She is very intelligent, and did excellently well in college and in her master's." "I see, so she is not just beautiful but also intelligent"

His eyes widened, “Umm.” “Catherine, is he…?” Catherine scoffed, “So you don’t know?” She hesitates, her heart pounding. Donovan’s eyes widen in shock, a mix of emotions playing across his face, “What? Are you serious?” Catherine nodded, her eyes reflecting a blend of anxiety and relief. At that moment she felt like she needed to tell him. Maybe she was motivated by anger or jealousy, or just pain. She needed him to know that Damien had a sister, she couldn’t think about consequences at the moment. Catherine needed to be free.

Catherine just wanted to laugh out loud to express her uncontrolled feelings right now. Her old love had ruined her family and her whole lifetime. That damn-bastard Billy also appeared at the party tonight too and she had been so, so stupid to love him at the first sight. Of course, only an innocent naive girl just like Catherine of eight years ago could madly love him without any doubt. And she, a woman with the soul of twenty-five-year would never have been on that wrong path again Flowers in the cage had died. Now, she will grow strong and never be so easy to beat. She has been buried in the storm and would be ready to fight back those who stood up against her and her family.

“Just trust me, okay?” “I married you, didn’t I?” I muttered, though my nerves fluttered. “But fine. I’ll give her a chance. A microscopic one.” He kissed my forehead, but even that didn’t settle me as we walked up the steps of Dalton Manor…the building glowing with warm lights, music drifting into the night air. The moment the doors swung open, I braced myself… only to freeze when Lydia Dalton practically rushed toward me. “Catherine, darling!” she exclaimed, voice high and sweet enough to cause cavities. She cupped my hands warmly, smiling like I was her long-lost daughter.

“Father, when are you going to let me have a turn with her? She’s been here half a year and I’ve only gotten to watch.” Brian lifted his boot just enough for me to breathe. “Patience, boy. She’s still useful as a warning. Break her too fast and the fun ends.” I kept my eyes on the floor. The blood smelled like rust and fear. My own blood joined it from my cracked knuckles. Catherine Hale. Daughter of Alpha Declan. Last living thing from Ashen Ridge. Now just a rag in their hands. Ben’s boots stopped beside me. I saw the shine of them inches from my face. “Look at me.”