For 350 years, Damian has shut himself off from love after becoming a werewolf and losing the only woman he ever cared for. But in modern-day Pennsylvania, he meets Abigail, his new personal assistant. Despite his toxic traits, he can't resist her charm and begins to rediscover what it means to love. Trouble arises when his past and nemesis caught up with him. Damian and Abigail find themselves facing a rough journey with many obstacles. Will Damian and Abigail be able to overcome this and find love? Or will Damian's past ruin everything they hold dear? Find out by reading.
View MoreABIGAIL POVMy arm was grabbed, forcefully, making me spin around and meet him face to face.I'm angry, he was so ruthless, as if I were... his employee. And at the end of the day that's what I am, an unimportant employee.“Abigail.” he mentions.I interrupt him, “I said it won't happen again.” I give my arm a strong tug, freeing it from his grasp. Making my anger clear to him.He didn't insist and allowed me to leave quietly.Zion came with the peanut butter in his hands, I told him that I had already had breakfast and that I was waiting for him in the yard so we could play for a while.The outdoors makes me feel at home, what the walls reveal are the tall trees of the forest, an intense blue sky with several white clouds, the breeze is more refreshing when it is morning, the sound of nature, of the birds singing, and the leaves caressing each other. My skin crawls under the touch of the cold breeze of the day. I hugged myself, and sat on the grass, near the pool filled with ice wate
ABIGAIL POVI close my eyes, trying to regulate my breathing.“They have Asmeral.” I uttered, and drank from the water that was on the nightstand.Damian frowns deeper.“Zion woke up.” He notifies me seriously, standing up.HAS HE WOKE UP ALREADY?I checked the time and it was four in the morning, not the time to be awake."How are you doing?" I asked tiredly, rubbing my neck.“Perfect, I would say that he is in better spirits, he is playing in the living room, he doesn't get tired.”How confused. Now I frown.“Last night he didn't take any medication, and it normally takes three days to regain energy.”He crosses his muscular arms.“Zion is fine, that's all that matters.” He mumbled, walking over and grabbing a pillow, throwing it at my chest, “Cover yourself up a little.”Fuck, fuck, fuck.My breasts were exposed all this time while I was talking to him. He was enjoying the view, what a shame he saw my bra. Fuck.I see him go.“I'll look for Asmeral, don't worry about her.” He says,
ABIGAIL POVI carefully checked Zion's medications, he didn't eat dinner, and that makes me angry, he must eat to recover. I wasn't so worried about his nose bleeding. He had previously had bleeding about three times, all in stressful situations that upset him. The doctor performed tests on him, all with stable, healthy results. I don't understand how a healthy person gets a runny nose just by being stressed.I remain static, considering the latest absurd and at the same time so real news. What if that is normal in siphons? Should I be alerted? Should I do anything other than give him medication?I huff, looking at the small bottle of syrup in my hand. Asmeral has to inform me about this siphon thing. I don't know what to do.I head to the room where Damian put Zion, and when I get there, I am surprised to see a very cute image. I smile.Damian has fallen asleep with Zion hugging him. How cute they looked sleeping, even Damian himself looks like an angel, like someone angelic, out of
DAMIAN POV"Three years." She responded, and hid her face in the window, “I hope Asmeral is okay, she… we must look for her, she owes me many answers, she left so much unexplained.”Seat.“To both of you, Abigail, Asmeral has to explain to me, how your son possesses Magret's supernatural qualities.”“Do you know Magret?” She questioned interestedly.“It's a long story, and it involves information that is too soon for you to know.”Abigail sighs again and watches the city lights pass by her window, the silence feels heavy to me, I still have to consider if it is necessary for Abigail to know about my lycanthropy, I have kept that a secret, I didn't want to change that. There are many things to consider. And above all, if Abigail was prepared to face that I am a monster. If she will see me the same way.“You know, I feel like my reality has been modified and it is irreversible, everything I knew about the normal world seems to be far away now, that feeling of normality is gone. I would
We pass the reception, and to confirm my suspicions they turn out to be true, they have blocked the door, they already anticipated our escape, they knew that we would escape, they set a trap for us and we fell into it in the most stupid way.Curse.My eyes connect with those of that brave and beautiful woman, think of something.“The emergency exit, we can go out through there.” I hear Abigail suggest.I nod and she guides me, she told me that she used it once, although she didn't remember the way, which made it a little uncertain, the dim lights only illuminated the tension of the environment that surrounded us, in the middle of silence a loud scream was heard. , the cry of another innocent. Frightened, Abigail stopped, because the noise was coming from the parking lot, we just stopped, we are a few steps from the half-open parking lot door.“They surrounded us.” I said moving forward, to check, I opened the door a little, and the parking lot was very quiet, and I am sure that a few
DAMIAN POV“Magret Margerie.”“Impossible” I muttered, leaving Zion on the ground, he moved forward, approaching Asmeral, “did you say Magret?”I simply couldn't believe it. Magret was a curse for me. She made me love her and then be her prey under the full moon, she didn't love me, and yet she was the first woman I ever really loved in the most naive and pure way I could. She would never love like that again. She would never love again.But Magret was already past.“It's what you think, Damian” she read my mind, how could she? I haven't given her permission, one of her hands reaches out to me and closes her eyes, “I can see something about her in you.”I can feel her presence in my memories, she can see how open a book he is, checking my wounds, those dark times, where a handsome young man with dreams and family stopped being what he was. I.That young man who was marked forever, with a giant scar on his arm, a reminder of that tragic night that changed him completely. That night I s
ABBY POVI go down, and as soon as I leave, he closes the door and goes ahead to enter the building, leaving me behind, incredulous of his overprotective and polite behavior.I like this version of Damian.Just as he promised, he left me in front of the door, we are face to face, looking at each other, I have the feeling that he wants to tell me something, but the sound of a child crying alarms me, it is Zion, I hurriedly open the door with my key, and listening to Zion cry, worried I go inside and see Asmeral.I remain static in his presence, he looks different, but he still feels that affection of family, of closeness.She really was here. I can not believe it.Zion was on the couch crying, they were playing cards and he lost. A somewhat uneven game since Asmeral is very good with cards, after all she is a witch. I laughed thinking that. Asmeral is considered the witch of the family, her paternal grandmother practiced magic, she grew up with her, she taught her dark things, Asmeral
ABBY POV “But Asmeral…”He interrupts me.“She also told me that…” He hesitates whether to tell me or not, finally blurting it out, “You're in danger, Abigail.”That?Endangered?“Is that why you brought me home?”“No, Abigail,” he denies, staring at me, “I came to leave you some documents about the new project with Mr. Coleman.”He hands me some documents. I frowned. That's all? This very strange.He went to the trouble of bringing my work to my house. That's amazing, he has thought about doing something good for someone other than himself. Simply incredible.“I honestly thought you would fire me.” "I told him, digesting his new attitude.“You are very good, the company needs you, I cannot afford to harm you with the consequences of my actions either. I must repay you for the responsibility you have given to my company. That's all." he becomes serious again, putting on that cold mask of his.I smile at the folder in my hands. You are giving me back the good treatment and work I have
ABBY POV“You shouldn't wear that perfume,” he whispers to me, leaning in. Invading my space, plus my personal fragrance choices, “You smell too sweet for your own good.”Did he sniff me?“My perfume is my business,” I mumbled past him, I had an order to cancel, “You attend to your business, and try to keep it from affecting me.”He frowned, more than usual, he sounded very serious when he asked:"What do you mean?"I snort.I wasn't going to tell him how his fiancée is blackmailing me with my son to get me away from him. But on the other hand, I'm worried about what might happen to Zion and me. I also doubt that Damian is interested in hearing about my problems, the problems that he himself has gotten me into."Why that face?" He insisted."Forget it." I huff and try to keep my anger in, thanks to his morbid sexual fantasies I'm in trouble.“Say it.”I was reaching my limit, and his attitude of not caring about my life, please, made me even more angry. The little I know about him mak
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