When Do They Find Out Elena Is Sired To Damon Novels & Stories

My hand seizes instead—not from shock but from the child inside me recoiling, a sudden violent cramp tightening behind my navel as the DNA Key registers the proximity of the Morton bloodline and reacts. He's at the door. The child knew before I did. "Elena," Damian's voice comes through the wood—deep, unhurried, certain. "I told you to stay in the nursery." The biometric plate shifts from red to green.

I couldn’t hear what he said on the other end, but she went on, her voice breaking through the calm. “I did everything you wanted. I did everything right. All of us, this family....the things we’ve sacrificed. Elena is dating Damien Salvatore! I was the one who made that possible! I made Elena go after Damien, and now you have your damned contract that helps with your business and your endorsements!” My stomach turned. “You don’t want to screw that up, do you?” she went on bitterly. “So next time your little whore calls you, just remember that you need me!”

" Don't feel embarrassed if I'm overstepping my boundaries, but I’m not trying to flirt with you.” Elena shifted slightly, feeling the honesty in his words, and she smiled. “It’s possible we met before, but after a car accident and two years in recovery, I don’t remember everything clearly.” “If our meeting isn’t the first, then fate has surely led us to this moment.” Damian’s admiration deepened. Meeting Damian, the second son of the Thompson family, here was not something Elena had expected. Still, Elena kept her true thoughts guarded. She had no intention of exposing Cassandra yet. Let Damian discover the deception with his own sharp instincts. That would cut deeper and last longer than a

Selene cuddled against his chest, tracing his muscles with her finger. “I do not want this to end when Elena comes back,” she whispered. “I want you to keep fucking me even when she is home.” Damien kissed her forehead. “We will find a way. I am addicted to you now.” But as they fell asleep, Damien’s phone lit up with a new message from Elena: *My flight ticket got changed. I'll be coming home two days early! Can’t wait to see you ❤️* Damien stared at the message, his heart began racing. Selene was still naked and covered in his cum beside him.

They belonged to power. Twenty-six hours later, Elena sat inside her tiny apartment staring at the pregnancy vitamins on the table when someone knocked on her door. Three sharp knocks. She already knew it was him. Her heartbeat quickened immediately. When she opened the door, Damien stood there in another dark suit that probably cost more than everything she owned combined. He entered without waiting for permission. The apartment suddenly felt even smaller. His eyes swept across the cramped room silently. The old furniture. The peeling walls. The barely stocked kitchen. Something dark flickered briefly across his face. Then he handed her a sealed envelope. “The results came back.” Elena’s ha

“Her strength alone is remarkable…she is blessed, you know. A rare specimen of wolves that I have never seen before. I mean think about it…Killing an Abomination without proper preparation should have been impossible.” He stopped in front of Elena’s cage, eyes gleaming. “And then there’s what my men recently discovered.” Elena stiffened. Damon felt cold spread through his veins. “What did you do to her?” Elias chuckled. “Relax. Nothing you haven’t already done yourself.” Lucia’s smile sharpened. “He means the pregnancy.” Elena’s hand flew instinctively to her stomach, and Damon stared in horror, afraid of what Elias was probably thinking of doing to Elena and his unborn child.

It would help my wolf find another person to love. Maya's reaction was expected. I knew she would convince me into meeting with my mate and talking things out. But I just couldn't. I couldn't imagine the pain of being rejected. The pain of being told 'Elara Rivers, I, Alpha Damien of Ironclaw Pack rejects you as my mate!' That was the worst that could happen to me besides my mother's death.

“We mentioned a delayed herb shipment. Once. To three different groups. With three different explanations.” Caleb’s eyes sharpened with realization. “And Ravencrest responded to the one that implied strain.” “Yes,” I said. “Within twelve hours.” Damon turned from the window. “That’s too fast.” I nodded. “Elijah didn’t wait to verify.” A heavy silence settled over the room. This wasn’t speculation anymore. This was reaction. “He’s fishing,” Damon said. “Trying to see who bites.” “No,” I corrected. “He’s testing how close his source is to the truth.”

I asked them as I looked over at Mike and he nodded and walked out of the room. “Damien claims that he is the lost prince”, Elder James said and I rolled my eyes. “And you believe him?” I asked them, “this bastard had been sleeping with my mate behind my back, for all I know he could have been raping her,” I said, throwing Damien a dirty look and he couldn’t even look at me in the eye. I could see that he was now uncomfortable and that made me realize that he hadn't told them about Elena. I decided to capitalize on this.

“I swear, I didn’t see it until now.” “That doesn’t change anything,” he shot back. “The city knows. My business partners know. And now they’re saying you’re pregnant and planning to run away with him.” Elena rose slowly. “Damien, calm down. She’s overwhelmed.” Sorcha’s eyes flashed toward her. “You knew,” she said quietly. “You helped me meet him.” Elena’s lips trembled as she lowered her gaze. “I was trying to help you.” Damien let out a bitter laugh. “Help her? You helped her destroy what little control I had left.”