Novel & Cerita Why Was Elena Sired To Damon

He was slightly taller than Kolia, his hair a little lighter, his expression already carrying the sharp edge of someone who expected the world to move the way he wanted. He saw them at once. His gaze locked on their joined hands. “What are you doing with him?” The question came out sharp, almost angry. Young Elena froze. But Kolia did not let go. Damien strode forward and reached for her free arm. “Come on. You’re not supposed to be over here.” Kolia’s voice stayed calm but firm. “She’s with me.” “She’s not.” Damien pulled. “Let go.” The two boys faced each other across young Elena’s small body. Their argument rose quickly,short, heated words that felt too old for their ages. Rivalry already

they would succeed someday. Despite my best attempts, the tears flowed freely down my cheeks now. "Oh, really?" He released a bitter, humorless chuckle, his voice as cold as ever, "So, what were you doing then? I truly believe there's nothing more to you than your body, Elena, and do I look like a fool to you that I'd blindly believe whatever shit you'd say?" his grip tightened, "You're trying to escape the pack, aren't you? Sleeping with a soldier to gain their favor and slip past the border, isn't that your plan? I can't blame you, really. Anyone in your shoes would want to escape. It's not easy being the daughter of that bastard, but it was never supposed to be easy, because you're just l

“He demands Nina as his son’s mistress. Elena suggested... she thought...” “That I could take her place?” Scarlett finished, her voice ice-cold. “That I could be sacrificed to save precious Nina once again?” Damon’s growl turned deadly, his eyes bleeding to alpha red. “You came here to drag my mate to that monster’s pack?” he snarled, taking a menacing step forward. “Let’s hear the full story,” Scarlett’s laugh was hollow. “Oh, I’m sure it is. Let me guess - Elena couldn’t bear the thought of her perfect daughter being degraded as a mistress, so she remembered the disposable stepdaughter she could sacrifice instead.”

Elena POV "I, Elena Lockhart accept your rejection," I declared and the blood thread that bonded I and my mate Alpha Damien broke. A sharp pain cussed through my body making me regret my decision. This was the last time I would ever have a mate again. "It is good that you realized your place you lowlife. I thought you were not wise enough to abide by my rule," Alpha Damien, my cruel mate scuffed at me. I never understood the reason why he hated me so much. Ever since he found out I was his mate, he taunted me mercilessly until I had no other choice but to reject him.

“She’s not even a Montrose by blood. Her DNA was synthesized with controlled parental splicing. Half from a donor named Iris Vale. The other? A Crest prototype.” The room tilted. Damien could hardly breathe. “You’re saying she’s... mine?” he asked, voice trembling with disbelief. “No,” Richard said, voice calm. “I’m saying she’s ours. You and Elena….opposing ends of the same weapon. But she’s out of control now. She’s emotional, volatile, and too close to truths that could bring both families down”. Damien stared at the file. Pages of biometric data, surgical reports, and neural development logs. Elena’s face, years younger, wired to monitors. It didn’t make sense. She bled. She feared. She

"This is disgusting! Using Luna to bear a child was bad enough, but now eyeing her fortune too? How vicious!" As the angry voices grew louder, Damon spoke, his tone firm and self-righteous. "For half my life, I was trapped in an alliance bond between two packs. As an Alpha, I tried to convince myself to honor that responsibility." "But I have feelings too! Countless sleepless nights, I asked myself, is this really the life I want?" "Aris is exceptional. She has managed my pack for years and treated both me and my son with great care. But deep in my heart, the one I truly love has always been Elora."

The words cut through the silence like a blade. Damon looked up from his hands, clearly startled, not by the question itself, but by how easily I had pierced his restraint. “I was hoping you wouldn’t notice,” he admitted. I let out a tired breath, the corner of my mouth lifting faintly. “You married the wrong woman for secrets.” His lips pressed together, then he exhaled slowly. “Ravencrest doesn’t move without preparation. Elijah wouldn’t show himself unless he was certain something would force our hand.” “Or someone,” I said quietly.

I pushed Damon away and snaps at him, "Jealous? Of what? You bringing another woman be Ian's nanny without my consent. No, I'm not jealous, I'm angry and disappointed in you. How could you do this to our son?" Damon, tries to defend himself, "It's not like that, Elysia. Ian needs a nanny and I thought it would be best to hire someone young and attractive to keep him entertained." Elysia scoffed, "So you're telling me you hired this girl for our son's sake and not because you wanted some arm candy for yourself? Please, Damon, I'm not that naive. I can see the way you're looking at her and it's clear as day that you have other intentions."

That's when everything unravelled. Paul discovered Elena's blood type didn't match his own—a revelation that shattered our fragile family unit. Every day, his suspicion grew, he secretly conducted a DNA test and confronted me with the truth: Elena wasn't his biological daughter. Betrayal hung heavy in the air as he demanded answers, he was shattered and needed me to tell him exactly what happened, he was so pained because he had already loved Elena deeply.

he said, voice deep and carrying across the entire arena, “is a night of celebration. Not only do our young wolves come of age… but the Moon Goddess has blessed us with a union.” He paused, eyes scanning the crowd.“My son, Damon, has found his mate.” Cheers erupted instantly. Excited howls rose into the night sky. “And she…” Damian continued, smiling proudly at Elina, “is none other than Elina—the heir of Dam-Nighade Pack and the future Alpha chosen by destiny itself.” Another wave of cheers thundered across the arena. Wolves stomped their feet. Elders nodded with approval. The mood lifted like wildfire catching wind. Ella stepped closer to Elina and whispered,