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 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 POV“She was stabbed, but I think it was with a mystical object, something that cursed her.”What do you mean, I don't see the difference, it just looks like a wound."What are you talking about?"“Asmeral lost its magic.” He said a female voice, totally new to me.It was a girl, arms crossed, looking at Asmeral sadly. I don't know who she is. I search for information with my intriguing gaze at Damian.“Liv.” He mentioned, “The wound is not bleeding, is that a good sign?”Liv, that was the girl's name, I wanted to introduce myself, but she was focused on Asmeral. Why did she seem so interested in her? Everything I observed about her intrigued me more. She was a few inches taller than me, she dressed in a style similar to Asmeral, is she a witch too? That would make a lot more sense.Damian sees Liv to get an answer to his question, the girl approaches and crouches in front of Asmeral, Damian has her lying on the couch. Liv lifts Asmeral's dirty and blood-stained shirt a little
“I have to take a shower, maybe tomorrow.” I murmured and tried to pass by him, but his hand grabbed my waist, holding me against him, I put one of my hands on his chest, to put a safe distance between us.My strength was useless, Damian was stronger than me.“Don't try to stop the inevitable.” he whispers and his nose touches mine.I looked for a logic to his words, a hidden message.“What am I stopping?”“Your wishes, Abigail.” Reluctantly turning on, I find that I have an effect on him, “It would truly be a pleasure to satisfy your desires.”I frown.“You just want sex, Damian.” I got angry, and I struggled to leave, but I already told you, he is very strong, and that made me angrier, “I'm not Amelia, not any of your whores, I'm not like them, so leave me alone.”“You’re just putting it off.” He says very sure.I laughed at that, he really believed I would become like Amelia, and Diana.“Aren't you a committed man?” I attacked him, nothing has been heard about his wedding, nothing.
But with Damian's return my life has made me rethink if Zion wants a dad, I know he needs one, and I believed that Damian had matured, settled down, was going to get married, was an adult. And he doesn't want a family. And what were Zion and I? He didn't want to be part of us. And it hurt.“Zion is an incredible boy,” I said, feeling my vision crystallize, “He always gets A's in school, he supports me and helps me with things around the house, at his age he knows how to pack his backpack and do his homework, he doesn't like me to worry about him, he likes sports and winning, he is kind and understanding. He is good. And he deserves a good father.”“Abigail, I wouldn't be father of the year, but…”“I know, you don't want a family.” I wipe my cheek, I feel so sad for Zion, his biological father doesn't want to be his father.“No, but I can try.” he offers me, and I laughed hurt.“We are not playing the happy family, Damian, I cannot put my son's emotional stability to your uncertain att
ABIGAIL POV Liv, she tries to struggle, to use her magic, but it doesn't work. Because?“She's not Asmeral, Abigail.” Liv mutters, still fighting with Asmeral and her knife.“Let go of her, she's not dangerous.” I asked… “What is your name?”“Bastián.”Bastián saw someone behind me, I look over my shoulder it's Damian, he had just arrived, from where I don't even know, but he's late.“Let go of her, it is forbidden to spill witch blood here.” He orders fiercely, menacingly.Asmeral, I mean, Bastian threw Liv to the ground, looking angry. Or angry. It's confusing, the traveler is a man named Bastian, and he is in my cousin's body. So normal.“Damian.” He mentions, smiling evilly, “I thought I would never see you again.”Do you know Damian?Liv looks dismayed, as do I. How does a traveler trapped in a gem for more than a century meet Damian?"Who are you?" Damian asks, surprised.“How quickly you forget family, huh.” he says, sitting on the couch, placidly, with the same evil smile,
DAMIAN POV “I am powerful, Damian, dangerously powerful.” He stands up, and walks towards me, “Magret converted me too.”"That?" I spat dejectedly.He was also a…“Not exactly,” he read my mind, “I'm half werewolf and half witch. Like Magret, she made me what I am today.”I frown.Just like Zion. A Siphon.“Who is Zion?” he asked."Get out of my mind." I ordered him, “That night they also turned you into a werewolf?”Bastián snorts, “No, Magret converted me before, much before.” He confidently recounts, “She shouldn't have turned you, Damian, she was very stupid to do so.”“Why you never told me.” I demanded, angrily.“Because she loved you,” he says resentfully, with a voice full of rage, I slightly notice his tensed jaw, “But you were very good, she couldn't allow herself to be with you because of her nature and the crimes she had committed.”"No." I deny, my eyes crystallized, the wound opened more and more, hurting like that same day when I saw it consumed in fire.“The dark
DAMIAN POVI won't let anything happen to her or our son.“You're the girl from the club, right?” My question catches her off guard, her eyes widen.It's her. My sexy diva.“I thought you would never remember,” she confesses, blushing more, “You were very drunk.”"You too." I return, running my hand around his waist, “I would never forget a night like that.”Her breathing is labored, my eyes drop to her moist, torturing lips.She pushes me, and I release her, smiling. I have the same effect as that night with her.“Didn't you have a trip?” She asked me, steadying her breathing."I will not be late." I promised her, resuming my plans, I leave the room, my attitude is different, serious and ruthless, that cold Damian. I get into the car, Bastián throws me the keys, Liv is distracted in the back seats, when she sees me she decides to talk.“We must recover the dagger of eternal punishment.” She commands.Bastián curses under his breath, and grabs his knife, stopping him, “Don't even thin