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With a friendly fake smile on his face, Damian stood up, leaned back, and said to Spencer seriously, “Spencer Jones, I know who you are!” Tossing one of the documents in his hand on the coffee table, he continued, “Your mother come from France, and she worked as a doctor. Your father is American, and he is a professor at Columbia University. You have two sisters, one of whom is married to Russian businessman, and the other one is also a doctor.”

He stood up. “ Good morning mom, dad” he greeted them as they sat down. They smiled at him. His mother Luna Sonia was a vibrant and lovely woman who always smiled while his father alpha Christopher was a calm and calculative man. A most needed trait in an alpha. He took a seat opposite them. His father cleared his throat before speaking. “ Son, is everything okay? We saw you leaving the party early” asked his father. Damian sighed. He knew his parents were worried about him. He shouldn't have left the party the way he did but he couldn't help it. He needed to tell them about what the elders told him.

His sister, Layla, wearing pajama shorts, messy hair, and holding a bowl of cereal. “Dam Dam!” she beamed, throwing her arms around him. He hugged her back with real warmth. “Hey, short stack.” She pulled back and grinned. “Mom trying to auction you off again?” “Layla,” their mother hissed. Layla winked at him. He almost laughed. His mother cleared her throat, posture straightening. “I’ll see you tonight. Eight sharp.” Damian nodded and left. But the weight followed him. Damian sat in his car outside his mother’s house for nearly a full minute before starting the engine. The night felt colder than usual. He rested his forehead against the steering wheel, eyes shut.

Everyone's attention was now focused on us as she held my hand up. "This is Ariana, Damien's wife to be." They were all shocked. "Oh my gee! Congrats big bro!" A teenage black haired girl with glasses screamed, turning around the table to hug Damien and then she came to me and did the same. "You're so pretty!" She complimented, making me smile before giving me another hug. The congratulatory messages kept coming and I officially met the family. It turned out that that very young, beautiful young woman is Damien's biological mother, he's her first child and her name is Stella. I found it so hard to believe. She was so warm and sweet, I wondered why her son was so cold.

“ Mom , I……it’s not what it looks like . “ said Damian with a nervous smile . “ Oh , isn’t it sir Damian ! Some people came to attack him . He would have died had my son not used himself as a shield to protect him from the attacker’s attack . I guess I have all the rights in the world to be angry and to not like your son Diana . “ said madam Laura . When madam Diana heard it she turned her head towards her son and smiled at him in a threatening way . “ Son , is this true ? “ said madam Diana with a dark look . Damian gulped a little as things took a different turn every passing minute . “ You are done for . He he he he ! “ said mr Adam with a smirk . “ Are you happy old man ? “ said Damian a

“She disappeared when I was a baby. But Ghost showed me a recent photo today – one he’d been keeping as insurance. My mother, holding a baby. Our baby.” Elara’s mind reeled as she processed this revelation. “All this time... she’s been alive? Living here?” She glanced at the house again, trying to imagine the woman who had birthed Damian living within its walls, now caring for their son. “Apparently so,” Damian said, running a hand through his hair. “That woman in the photograph, the one I saw before Serena shot me. It was her. My mother.” His voice cracked slightly on the last word, decades of loss evident in those two syllables.

The thought turned my stomach. "You were dipped into the River of Eternity before it was sealed by the Gatekeepers," Damian continued, his voice steady. "That’s how you got most of your abilities. You were my secret weapon for the war. But when your mother found out, she decided to betray me. She took you away and ran to a nearby pack." His voice hardened as he went on. "I sent for her to be killed and for you to be taken into captivity. But one of our wizards—the one who stabbed your mother—declared you useless, claiming you had no power."

Then relaxed. "I know." "Why didn't you?" A long silence followed. Long enough that I thought he wouldn't answer. Then finally— "Because I didn't think it mattered." I slowly pulled back. "What?" "It never mattered to me." His expression remained serious. Steady. Certain. "As far as I was concerned, you were Kira." My throat tightened. Damon continued. "The woman who argued with me." I snorted. "The woman who challenged me." "That happened once."

—————— Damian’s eyes widened as he watched Caleb lunge at him again, completely disregarding the fact that his father was dying in the forest floor. “You fool.” Damian growled, teeth bared, claws flexing. Caleb shoved him back with surprising force, a wicked smile on his face.“ He wasn’t a good father anyway.” Caleb spat. “What kind of father is ashamed of his own flesh and blood? He’s not worthy of the name!” Before Damian could react, Diana Reese, Caleb and Ryan’s mother stormed forward. Her hand swung in a blur, delivering a sharp slap across Caleb’s face. Her voice trembled with fury as she screamed. “You killed your own father! You monster!”

"The things you said about us, I took them as a kid talking without thinking. I never treated them as real." He looked at her steadily. "And honestly, the only reason I was even willing to be kind to you, from the beginning, was because you looked like her. The way she was when she was young. Before I broke her." Nina's breath cut out. She dropped back onto the bed, shaking her head. "No, no, you promised—" "You can't—" Damian called the nurse, turned around, and left. He never came back. He resigned from every position in the Coronelli family. The Don, old now and furious, hurled a glass across the room. Damian knelt, touched his forehead to the floor three times, and laid the family ring o