Novel & Cerita What Episode Does Elena Choose Damon

“See? See what I mean? You always do this. Always her over me!” Melanie’s lips trembled. “I… I didn’t mean—” “You’re fragile,” Damon said gently to Melanie, placing a hand on her back. “I need to make sure you’re okay too, but right now Ella needs to sit.” Ella’s chest rose and fell rapidly as she leaned against Damon, her hands clutching his shirt. “You’re choosing her again,” she said, voice breaking. Damon’s own hands tightened unconsciously, his heart splitting in two. “I’m not choosing,” he said, though his voice faltered. “I… I can’t leave either of you.”

“You already discussed this with him?” “I needed to know if it was realistic,” Damien answered. “He said I would be useful but that the final choice belongs to you.” Elena walked to the hallway window and stared outside, trying to form a clear response. The thought of Damien in Moscow made her feel sick. Fear mixed with anger and the certainty that she could not survive losing him as she had lost her father. “I need you here,” she said at last. “If this fails, I need you helping me handle the aftermath, not captured or dead.”

I kept rolling on the bed aimlessly as I wondered how a twenty-eight years old woman like myself had no future. The thoughts of it made my insides turn, but suddenly I could the clicking sound of keys as they twirled their way through the door. I didn't bother asking who it was. The door opened, and Damon walked in as expected. He bent his head toward the ground and said, "Did you go out to meet anyone?" Rolling my eyes, I laid my back forcefully on the bed and turned my back to him. I had no words for him. "It seems you did. You leave me no choice, Elysia. I should never have trusted you. Henceforth, you will only witness my hate for you."

he continues, unlocking his door, and pushing it open, “then, and even now, as I fear the choices I might make when it involves you.” Damon swiftly sweeps Lana into his arms in a bridal style, provoking a startled cry from her. “Damon!” “Shh, I'm so ravenous right now, baby.” He groans with a mischievous grin, carrying her to the large bed. He gazes into her eyes, his powerful body laying over her curvaceous one. “I’ve always wondered why Moon goddess specifically selected you for me until I learned your deepest fantasy. You are so perfect for me, Alana, and I will always protect you.” Alpha Damon confesses, his thumb gently wiping away a tear from Lana’s cheek.

" Oh, it was very okay, Elena thought, but she couldn't say that out loud, so she simply nodded, and tried not to sniff loudly when he squeezed into the space beside her. He was a big man and he seemed to occupy not just the seat but the air around her too. Spicy and clean and male, and Elena like that… She liked that a lot. Emily sat with Daniel, and although they joined in the conversations, they seemed to be in their own world too. Holding hands, smiling at each other at intervals, and sneaking in kisses at some point. Elena thought that her sister was lucky. Emily seemed to have everything and have life figured out. She had her career figured out, her friendship and marriage figured out,

I was ready to fight for my love. The door to my room creaked open and I saw Viola standing by the post. Her eye widened with a smile with a smile which never got to her eyes. “Elena, sister,” she called with surprise and excitement. “We’ve all been searching for you. Are you alrifh?” She asked as she walked into my room. Her purple eyes flicked from me to the doctor, then back to me. I gave doctor Tancredi a sign to leave, then forced a smile, just like Viola did. “I am fine, Viola. Why’s everyone worried? Aren’t you the Luna now?” I responded, instinctively taking my hands off my stomach.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Elena ignored her completely, her focus entirely on me. "I wanted to give you some advice," she said, dropping all pretense of friendliness. Her voice turned hard, her expression dripping with arrogance and disdain. "Stop fighting for Damon. You've already lost." "I haven't lost anything." "Haven't you?" She laughed, a cruel, mocking sound. "He chose to bring me home. He chose to protect me when you threatened me. He chose me, Sera. Over and over again, he keeps choosing me."

“Before the first guest even arrived.” He knew all along. He’d switched the poisoned goblet and given it to Liam and Sarah. And he’d played along with Liam’s little drama just to watch me panic for him. “You psycho!” I was a mess of anger and relief, and I punched him weakly in the chest. Damon just leaned in close, his voice a low, predatory growl that vibrated through me. “So worried about your Alpha, little wolf? Tell me, Elena… are you falling for me?”

Luca lunged forward. But Elena was already moving. She kicked open the balcony door and disappeared into the rain. By the time Luca reached the edge She was gone. Only darkness and storm clouds stretched across the skyline. Damon exhaled slowly. “Well,” he said. “That was exciting.” Luca ran a hand through his wet hair. “You could have been killed.” “Technically I almost was.” “You should have stayed back.” “You should have caught her.” Luca gave him a look. “Very helpful.”

There is only one person who Damon knows personally, who worked on the farm, Zyna! Have Dathan and I put her in trouble? Terrified of what could become of her when she's fired, I crept out of Damon's room, in search of Dathan. I ran wildly in the direction of his room. We hadn't spoken since that day, but with my friends well being on the line, I'd negotiate with the Devil himself. “Damon's firing Zyna from the farm.” I said as soon as I closed Dathan's door behind me. He sat at his piano, but wasn't playing, just looking outside.