Leena's POVI'm awakened by something tickling my face, and I let out a high-pitched giggle before opening my eyes. "Damon! Stop!" My heart thuds in my chest as I realize it isn't Damon's at all. I notice that it's actually large black feathers hovering over my face that woke me up. I follow the feathers up to the face to see a set of familiar black eyes. "Torrance?" The bird just stares at me, studying my expressions, sending my growing discomfort. Still, nothing is said. The only sound is the rustling of his feathers as he spreads his wings and flies suddenly out the window. I hear footsteps form the opposite direction and turn to see a completely naked Lycan king standing in front of me. My eyes widen once they lay sight upon his very alert lower half. I see a spark of arrogance light up his face, but he masks it with curiosity. "Uhm, I thought I heard you talking to someone, so I came to see what was up, but I see that you're alone now and that I probably should have covered my
Damon's POVThat's the second time that I've felt off about Torrance. Last time, I shrugged it off as overthinking things. This time, it's not that easy. My mind is occupied as I enter my study and I don't even realize that the one person I needed to see was standing right there by the window. I take a seat in my desk chair and start to gather paperwork when I hear a throat clearing behind me. I'm jump in my seat, startled and turn around. "Fucking hell Torrance! You can't just sneak up on me like that!"He furrows his dark brows and his mouth is set in a grim, thin line. "I'm sorry Majesty, I've been here the entire time, I thought maybe you saw me when you came in." "Well, whatever, what is it?" I say unintentionally snappy. "Are you alright, King Damon? You seem rather out of sorts today.""Actually, about that Torrance. Leena had the weirdest experience this morning. She swore she woke up to you staring down at her while in your raven form, but she was kind enough to play it o
Leena's POVThe horrid woman finally releases her hold on my hair and I finally breath a sigh of relief. The relief doesn't last long though. She attacks me with powered and brushes and tickles my face. I sputter at her as a bristle from one of the brushes lands in my mouth. "Luna! I insist you stay still and let me finish!"I whimper dramatically. "Why? What are you doing to me? I thought you were finished!" "No, dear girl! I have to do your makeup now! Just. Stay. Still!"I pout exaggeratedly and sit still. Note to self, give Damon the tongue lashing of a lifetime. While the woman is finishing up her form of torture called 'makeup', Damon walks out from the bathroom fully dressed and his hair is dripping wet still. When he looks over at me, he breaks out into a wide smile. "See? Those curls fit her perfectly. Thank you. Try not to spend too much time on her face. She looks ready to bite."I stick my tongue out at him in defiance. "If I bite anyone, it will be you for putting me
Damon's POVShe's been alone for a pretty long time now and I'm starting to feel bad. I didn't realize how dirty this ballroom really was or else I would have had a couple servants freshen it up before I started setting things up. I'm finally finished with all the fine-tuning and make my way back the the dining hall. "Sorry about that, mate. I had the time of my life setting up for your next surprise." She looks up and I see streaks in her makeup from where she had been crying and it ran down her face. "Leena? What is it?" She uses a napkin to dab at her eyes and face but gives up when she realizes just how messed up it is. "I'm sorry. I don't even know why I'm crying. I guess I just felt abandoned a little and I'm just so emotional right now from being cooped up."I rush to her side and scoop her up into my arms. She wraps her arms around my neck and leans her head in the crook of it. I walk her in silence until we get to the ballroom doors. "I am so incredibly sorry, my love. I
Damon's POVIt's been thirty-six hours since the poisoning and I'm finally back on my feet. Being Alpha has its benefits, but being Lycan King has plethora more. One of those benefits is healing at extraordinary speeds. I have been in meetings with Nalia. When questioned, she stuck to her guns and insisted that she asked around for the best beautician in the kingdom and only spoke with the woman over the phone to book the in-home appointment. Torrance, Nalia, and I are just about to leave for a little visit to this woman who would dare attempt this. First, I have to go see how Leena is doing. When I arrive to the infirmary, Mistress Lana is standing above Leena with a medicine tray full of supplies. She hears my heavy footsteps coming towards them and turns around with a smile. "You're looking much livelier, King Damon. Coming to see your Luna?" "I feel much better because of your talents, Mistress Lana. And yes, I wanted to check in on her before I left for business. How is she
Leena's POVThe healers have thankfully decided that I'm recovered enough to leave the infirmary. I'm also thankful that my previous injuries were all healed up due to the other medicines that they had been giving me to escalate the process.Damon is here helping me back to our chambers. By helping me, I mean carrying me against my will bridal style the whole way. "Damon, love, I can walk, I'm perfectly fine now!""Nope, don't care. I haven't held you in a long time. Be prepared, because I'm not letting you go anytime soon."I huff at him playfully and a smirk crosses his lips. He's a terrifying man who oozes authority, but I know he secretly loves when I get sassy with him. "Ugh, fine! I'll ensure your antics for now, but eventually I will need to walk on my own before I lose the ability to.""Keep it up Leena and I'll make sure that you won't be able to walk for a week." Immediately, fire pools from my core and heats up between my legs. Provocative images run across my mind as I
Damon's POVI never expected to let Dixon take over me like that in terms of animalistic urges. But those hands of hers and that mouth. She pushed me until I lost control. That bubble bath was some much needed aftercare that we both needed. We've come a long way since that first day in brought her to her new home. I think about how she was then compared to now. She was still a bit timid, but it was that time after Lancaster took her that I started to realize the difference. I still don't know the exact details of what happened to her or what was said, but it changed her. She's more sure of herself, despite finding out some dark truths of her and her father's past. I finish buttoning my sleeves and pull my wet hair into a low bun to keep the dampness off my neck and shoulders. I turn and look around and don't see Leena anywhere. "Leena? Mate? You okay? You ready?" I hear stumbling around in the bathroom and then a thud. "I'm okay!" I hear her call out. I rush into the bathroom t
Leena's POVThe evening air sends a chill over me, leaving chill bumps and shiver up and down it. I should have dressed in warmer attire, but I was fully expecting to be in the gymnasium the entire time. We're walking a pretty good distance before Nalia stops us and looks around. As if deciding she approves of the location, she nods her head sternly. "So how is this going to work, Nalia?""I'm going to project a scene using my powers. It will be like an interactive movie. Once you defeat an enemy, it will fade away and you will appear to have been physically injured, but it will be like a mirage." "Okay? So uhm. When will it finish?"A sly smirk creeps across her face, making her look sinister. I can feel my heart pick up the pace and begin pounding in my chest."It's simple really. Until you kill them all. If you die, not for real, but in the simulation, you will be regenerated to finish the task." Damon lets out a deep exhale embedded with a string of curses. "Damn it Nalia! Don