Why Was Elena Sired To Damon Novels & Stories

“I am sorry you had to go through all of this….. I am taking your word for it. That my little angel would have a happy home, the one her mum and Dad had before her death. “Damon used to be a loving man. He would rather have his wife than anybody. He would rather have his wife than Elena. He would rather his wife than himself. That night. The doctor had confirmed that a man dressed in black had walked in disguised as a nurse and he had injected Elena’s mother with certain substances that had caused her labor of 3 days, she labored hard for Elena, yet the child refused to come. They insisted she went under the knife but we didn't want any of that cause she already had contraception. At the end

“She’s not just Isla’s mother, Damon. She’s…” “An Omega,” I cut in, my tone colder than I intended. “An Omega who should never have been in my bed. An Omega who should have never carried my child. She carried her, and by some miracle, managed to give birth to her. If I am choosing to be merciful for that, for her game, it is because I know that it shouldn’t have happened the way that it did in the first place.”

Damien asked smirking. Elena look up as she was in tears and her cheek was red already. "You weren't ready thats why"Elena respond for Damien to laugh. "Ready you say. I was heavily ready but I can't allow someone who only thinks about designers and sex be the mother of my kids. Your thinking is so poor that sometimes it got me wondering. All I wanted for you to ask then was how will you help your father out since you are his only child. Have you ever think of your father, if he dies today who will take on his legacy he work his ass for but no, I can't remember you, your responsibility Elena. you don't know what's coming for you, Your old man is not as strong as you think, "Damien said hissi

The elders exchanged looks at one another, then to Dixon, who nodded slowly and smiled as a sign of hope. "Dixon and Elena are destined mate which had been odinared by the moon goddess. She lied to all of us as the lycan wolf, which she is not, but the mating ceremony was more special to prove how divine they are. She had wrong us all, but she needs to be protected. She has never been a threat or harmful since the very first day, Dixon brought her in, and well, she's carrying the heir to the throne. I seek mercy on her behalf." Momma explained.

Damian was weak and he didn’t deserve Elena or the throne. However, the reason why I had decided to leave with Elena was that I wanted her to be away from everything that was about to happen in the mansion. I wasn’t planning on leaving her in that house all alone but I did have to go back to the pack. I didn’t want anyone to think that I had run away or abandoned the pack. I would never abandon the pack and accept defeat from a weakling like Damien. I had to find a way to make all the allegations that he had brought up go away and the only way that I could do that was if I won the elders over to my side. Damien had won them to his side at first by all the evidence that he claimed to have but

Sarah walked in, arm-in-arm with Liam. She wore a red dress with a neckline that plunged scandalously low, her hair swept to one side. A crude, red bite mark marred her pale neck. The proof of a fresh mating. All eyes snapped to her. “Gods, Liam must have been rough last night.” “Looks like the Alder Pack Alpha is really in love with Sarah.” Sarah basked in the attention, then walked up to me and sighed with fake sympathy. “Elena, darling, I told you Damon was all growl and no bite. He abandoned you at your own Mating Ceremony. If I were you, I’d be digging a hole to crawl into and die.”

Her old rival, Katerina, now gross with power since taking over the South, greets them with a barbed smile: “Heard you’re breeding, Elena.” Elena shrugs with a bravado she doesn’t feel. “As are you, if the stories are true. But then, it’s easier when you pick just one mate.” A low, dangerous laughter ripples through the assembly. The council elder—barely more flesh than bones now—tuts and waves the Luna and her retinue forward. “You have a decision,” the elder announces. “There are three inside you. The burden of such a birth is…not negligible.” “Elena is Alpha,” Damon snaps, bristling, “she can birth a fucking army if she wants.”

**The Storm Returns** Dawn was breaking when the door to the suite opened without a knock. Elena Voss swept in like she owned the place, dressed in immaculate cream silk, diamonds glittering at her throat. Her eyes landed on me in the bed, then on Damien sitting protectively beside me. “So it’s true,” she said coldly. “You’ve impregnated the little whore.” Damien stood immediately, positioning himself between us. “Get out.” Elena ignored him, focusing on me with a predatory smile. “You poor thing. Bleeding already? This life isn’t for you, Isla. A child deserves stability. Not whatever twisted game my ex-husband is playing.”

Her vision blurred slightly. Damian had never married her because he loved her. To him, Elena was just the orphan girl he drunkenly spent one night with after a party. But when photos of them leaving a hotel together leaked to the media and rumors started spreading, the scandal forced Damian to marry her to protect his family's reputation. Elena had married Damian because she loved him desperately after the one night stand. Everyone warned her he would never love her back but she married him anyway. Back then, she truly believed love could make a person stay.

"A little green. Not nearly wild enough for my tastes." Marcus roared with laughter. "Well, she's been hopelessly devoted to you since she was a kid. Never even dated." "Still, for a free, walking blood bag, she'll do." "Don't tell Serena about Elena," Damon said casually. "I have to marry a noble like her in the end, and I don't want her upset. A little human like Elena… she's just good for practice." I bit my lip so hard I could taste blood, my nails digging into my palms.