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DAMON POV 'Whatever you're thinking about doing, don't,' My father says through the link, a warning in his tone. I can feel the heat of his eyes watching me watch Elle in the middle of the dance floor with Alpha Fennick. Slade and I start to lose our grip as they continue talking. 'Remember who is in this room and the scrutiny you have already brought upon yourself by pulling that stunt earlier. Neither of you can afford to make any more mistakes tonight.' 'All we did is dance,' I reply, a bitter taste coating my tongue as he continues reprimanding me. 'You act like we marked each other on the dance floor. It was a fucking dance. Did we magically transport into the plot of Footloose, and no one tell me?' 'Yeah,' he snarls, 'after the goddamn Mate Find, with a woman who hasn't been confirmed as your mate and is underage. What the hell were you thinking? It told every guest that Elle is a born Luna, and any chance we had of hiding that is now gone.' 'Were you ever going to hide it
ELLE POV Damon and I walk out of the forest hand in hand once we reach an open field with a large tree sitting in the middle, underneath is a platform with a greenhouse. Hanging from the branches are twinkle lights, a table with chairs sitting atop the platform withtelecop a bucket of ice and champagne sitting inside. Two glasses, and a covered tray sitting their piquing my interest. Sitting outside the greenhouse door is a beautiful telescope already pointed at the sky. As I stare at the beauty before I can feel the tears already prickling the back of my eyes, wanting to spill over at the amount of thought Damon put into this night. "Do you like it?" he asks, as his hand squeezes mine, his nerves consuming the air around us making it heavier. "Like it?" I ask, bewildered by his question, "I absolutely love it!" I say throwing my arms around him as the warmth of his chuckle starts to calm my nerves. "It's perfect Damon! Did you do this all by yourself? When did you have the time?
DAMON POV The sunlight peaking its way over the horizon does nothing to help the relentless pounding in my skull. My eyelids flutter open, my mind groggy and like it's been beaten by a baseball bat repeatedly. What the hell happened? 'Slade?' I ask for him but get nothing in return. It's like he disappeared without a trace. Shifting around on my back, my eyes blink furiously as I try to catch my bearing and figure out where the hell I am. Closing my eyes, I inhale a large gulp of air, letting the fresh oxygen rejuvenate my blood and give me the strength to get through this moment without my usual tricks to aid me. As my lungs exhale, I open my eyes to find the world slowly coming into focus. With it, the memories of last night, tumbling in slowly like a Nineties computer using dial-up, has my blood pressure rising as the panic sets in. Fear like I have never known before turns every cell in my body to ice. My limbs feel like they have been sitting on pins and needles for hours
HELLO FABULOUS READERS, HERE IS A SNEAK PEAK OF THE SEQUEL TO THE POSSESSIVE ALPHA *NAME TO BE REVEALED LATER* CHECK OUT THE CHARACTER BOARD CREATED AT "EMMA'S LITTLE REBELS" FOR THE NEW CHARACTER BEING INTRODUCED IN THIS CHAPTER! AS A HOLIDAY GIFT FROM ME TO YOU, THIS IS A *FREE* CHAPTER FOR YOU! I HOPE YOU HAVE A HAPPY HOLIDAY WITH YOUR FAMILY, FRIENDS, AND PETS :) ENJOY AND PLEASE LEAVE YOUR THOUGHTS IN THE COMMENTS, OR SHARE THEM WITH ME VIA THE GROUP COMMENT THREAD :) XOXO EMMA TAYLOR ************************************************** NORA JONES POV The dull beep of my alarm pulls me from a dream that has become my constant companion for the last few months. A dull ache is already sitting behind my eyes, while an eerie feeling is starting to burrow in my stomach. I shouldn’t be feeling like this today, should I? Of all days to feel like this, it should NOT be today, my eighteenth birthday. Right? But the longer I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, the heavier and
Hello Readers, Another gift from me to you this holiday season in the only way I know how with a *FREE* Chapter! This one does focus on our lovely leads, Damon and Elle but is flashback scenes like the Thanksgiving day dinner...or should I say fiasco? These chapters would have been included as bonuses at the end of the book, but I decided to spread them throughout the holidays as little gifts to all of you. *THE POSSESSIVE ALPHA IS STILL ONGOING* *REGULAR POSTING WILL RESUME 12/26/2022.* Please check out Emma's Little Rebels for all the latest gossip, sneak peeks, fan theories, and character teasers. I hope you have had a wonderful time with your friends, family, and loved ones this holiday season. XOXO Emma Taylor P.S. I plan on doing a New Years' Eve flashback as well, completely free. ********************** ELLE POV Damon 11 and Elle "Ten"- Before The Spells "Can we go any faster," I say, growing impatient with the drive from our pack to New Moon. It had been weeks
HEY GUYS SINCE I AM STILL RECEIVING COMMENTS FROM READERS CONCERNING THE BONUS CHAPTERS I WILL EXPLAIN THEM AGAIN. THE BONUS CHAPTERS WERE A GIFT. THEY WERE GOING TO GO AT THE END OF THE BOOK BUT I GAVE THEM TO YOU EARLY AS A CHRISTMAS GIFT SO THAT YOU HAD CONTENT TO READ BUT DIDN'T HAVE TO PAY FOR. HOLIDAY-CENTRIC CONTENT. ( I DID THIS BECAUSE THESE WERE ALREADY WRITTEN, AND I COULD EASILY POST TO SPEND TIME WITH FAMILY.) IN THE FUTURE I WILL RESERVE THESE BONUSES FOR MY GROUP AND NOT POST THEM HERE SO AS TO NOT CAUSE ANY CONFUSION AMONG READERS. *********************************************** THE POSSESSIVE ALPHA IS STILL ONGOING. THE NEXT CHAPTER THAT CONTINUES DAMON AND ELLE'S STORY WILL BE POSTED LATER TODAY, 12/26/2022. FOLLOW EMMA'S LITTLE REBELS FOR EXTRA BONUS CHAPTERS, SNEAK PEEKS, CHARACTER BOARDS, AND ALL THE OTHER TPA GOSSIP. TPA WILL CONTINUE RIGHT WHERE IT LEFT OFF IN CHAPTER NINETY-TWO. XOXO EMMA TAYLOR
DAMON POV Staring at the clock, watching the hands tick by slowly, at a snail's pace. That's all I have done for the last two hours, my fingers tapping rapidly against the armrest, my mind spinning with what Andrew and Matt have told me about my parent's shadiness. I am tired of their nonsense answers. Regardless of what they say, I am getting them to tell me everything once and for all. Andrew and Matt are still sitting on the couch next to me, silently waiting for my natural impatience to get the better of me. They're surprised I've been listening to the doctor's advice this long. I can see the glaze in their eyes as they mind link with one another, a snarky smile taking over Matt's face. The little bastard is probably making some smart-ass remark because he can't help himself. Based on Andrew's amused expression, I would say I am right. 'Damon...' comes Slade's croak, making the first sound in days, relief flooding over me. I had missed my annoying companions, 'what the hell h
DAMON POV "What are you saying, Damon?" My mother asks, trying to walk toward me again, but one look and the snarl leaving my mouth has her stepping back, fear covering her features. "Stop playing stupid, mother," I say in Slade's animalistic growl, my black eyes glaring as my father steps toward her, "we all know you're the smartest person in this room, so cut the crap." "Damon, there is no going back once an official challenge is issued," my father says, his voice dead, his eyes black as Poseidon comes forwards to be present in this moment. "Are you sure this is what you want to do?" "Yes, I challenge you," I growl. The tension from the others in the room nearly suffocates me; my lungs feel like they're being filled with sand. "Do you accept?" "Yes," my father says, his voice steady, his black eyes never straying from mine, while my mom's sobs fill my ears. "I am assuming a fight to the death isn't necessary?" "Unless you refuse to hand over the files," I counter, my voice co