Tommy's POV Standing slowly, not wanting to make a scene but preparing myself to pounce if whatever coin he was flipping in his head landed wrong, and Damien decided to retaliate. Seeing Damiens's eyes settle on the same green shade I had looked into my whole life with Jason, I relaxed. "I am not too proud to admit that you have powers and abilities we don't!" I shared, looking between both bombs waiting to erupt in the room. "What Jason is trying to say, I think, is that we might have the strength, Damien, but it's you who has the ability to fight and sense whatever it is, right?" Damien nodded, much calmer, but I knew he already knew where I was going with this. "And if you didn't even know it was here last night! It's fair to say we are a little worried about this entity, its powers, plans and intentions towards the girl!" Sighing heavily, noticing Damien had nothing else to say, he just nodded! "I will take her to town as she has asked; perhaps you two can sort her apar
Jason's POV "There is nothing wrong with my driving, Damien!" I groaned for the millionth time in the last fifteen minutes; turning the engine off, I glared into the mirror, showing the faces of Ab's and Tommy in the back seat, pleading with them to help before I rammed my foot up this arrogant prick's ass! "Seriously, you're delusional. I saw three OAPs overtake you and a snail!" Slamming the car door closed, I leaned on the cool metal of the door; I took a deep breath and counted to five slowly in my head. "I mean, you could have always walked, Damien!" Abigail laughed, exiting the car behind me; my shoulders relaxed, feeling her delicate, reassuring touch over my skin. "I would have gotten here quicker if I had! I am telling you!" He ground out, coming around the car to stand beside Abbi. "Does he come with a mute button Ab's?" I glowered sarcastically, trying to ignore how close he was to her. "I wish", She laughed, looking between us both with a smile that made my
Abigail's POV I wasn't born yesterday, nor was Maxwell the first male I had met with an agenda. I knew the second he approached that he wanted something from me. What wound me more was that if he asked outright, I would most likely oblige him; I was a people pleaser, I always had been. But scheming to get what you want irritated me, which meant I was more than likely going to drag my heels and then not help to be a stubborn mare. Deciding I would be all sugar and sweet, I smiled my most innocent smile and played the part of 'damsel' he had already decided to cast me in. Feeling the tension between Damien and Jason rise to an uncomfortable level, I sighed; Damien wasn't helping with his need to touch me or be insanely close to me at all times. It wasn't that I didn't enjoy the feeling of his hands on me, nor the sensation it gave me. But I didn't enjoy seeing Jason put out over it. Despite what had happened today between us, I knew he had been pushed to snap like that, and I ha
Damien's POV "You fucking dick," I growled at my father; Ares roared in my head, seeing her turn to face me, pure panic crossed her beautiful features. It took all my strength to lock Ares down tight in my father's presence. Trust my father to drop this bomb on her when she was already overwhelmed. Although I don't know why I was surprised he was a calculated bastard, he always had been. Without a shadow of a doubt, I knew he was using his powers to reinforce her fears, playing on them and drowning her in doubt. It was a game he liked to play with those he deemed inferior. Seeing her look at me like she was now was heartbreaking; I didn't need to be inside her head to know what was eating at her. She was worried I knew about her parentage, and I did! But it didn't bother me; nothing bothered me apart from her safety and happiness. Right now, I was ready to rip my father a new ass hole for causing her an ounce of pain; heck, I still might if he didn't stop tormenting her. Know
Abigail's POV Coming around slowly, I could feel the ice eating at my bones, gradually melting. Realisation dawned on me that it wasn't just my insecurities consuming me; someone had magnified them, causing my body to become completely overwhelmed and shut down. I wasn't usually the dramatic sort, definitely not the damsel in distress type. The last thing I remember before I apparently lost consciousness was Damiens's face, the noise behind him, a woosh and then the sensation of flying. Turning my attention to the males around me, I felt an overwhelming sense of guilt. I hated seeing them both looking torn up and concerned over me, but hearing Damien tease Jason, I smiled for the small miracles; at least they were getting along- for now. Hearing Maxwell push me for answers, I sighed; I knew he was right. I owed the people these answers. I know I am being selfish, but I am exhausted; my body feels utterly battered. I just wanted my bed, Netflix and leftover Chinese. Hearing
Damien's POV "Your Dad sounds..." Smirking down at her, I couldn't help but interrupt. "Like a prick..." I loved how she tried to find the good in everyone, but seriously she would find nothing of the sort in my father; I knew she would realise that soon enough, but I didn't want her to think I was a chip off the old block, because I wasn't. Yes, I had a few of his undesirable traits, but I was my own person, with my own thoughts and feelings. Although I support him as a family should - I didn't agree with all of his actions, despite what others may think. "That's because he is Red. I don't like him, and I don't trust him... Especially not with you... just to be clear." I added, all playfulness gone. I wanted her to realise I was serious; I would fight the world for her...Including my father. Jason... the wolves... the lot of them. She was mine. "Ours", Ares corrected me possessively, making me snarl at him; I meant what I said- she was mine, and I wouldn't share her, not e
Damien's POV Hearing the distant sound of voices and then silence, I cocked my eyes quickly to see Maxwell leave the restaurant we had just left, Jason behind him, his eyes finding mine before possessively surveying Red and how she stood melted into my body, my arm snaked around her tiny waist my fingers laced in her mass of red waves tilting her head back to give me better access to those honeyed lips I was now addicted too. But the look of need and desire was etched across my girl's face as she looked into my eyes challengingly that ate at him. Her hand winding up my chest, grabbing my shirt needily, pulling me closer, which had him glaring angrily. Her message was clear: She wanted me! "Red, there'll be no going back if you cross that line..." Flicking my eyes back to her with a wicked smirk, my tone laced with lust. Wanting to give her every chance to back down, "Does it look like it bothers me?" I answered, lowering my hand down over the curves of her back across her pert
Abigail's POV "I won't keep repeating myself, Red; Answer first time in future- Last warning." The commanding tone of his voice alone was enough to make my knees weak, I was a stubborn creature enjoying taunting him and fighting his need for control, but I could hear in his voice I had pushed enough- for now. I would answer, but I wasn't lying earlier. I didn't know what I wanted from him. Obviously, I had kissed a boy or two growing up, but I hadn't taken things further, my mother's trauma constantly weighing heavy on me. I never wanted to put myself in the same boat as her- letting the wrong person in and ending up a puddle of anxiety and fear! Nevertheless, here I was, pinned to a wall by a demon; what was worse than the heat I felt furiously scorching between my thighs because of his touch was the knowledge I was more worried he his hands would stop their wild rampage, his tongue would cease its invasion of my mouth, and I would never again feel this alive. With Damin t