(Lena's POV)The Blood Moon Pack hadn't changed much since I left two years ago, but there was something different in the atmosphere; I knew it, I could almost feel it.There are many things I didn't really think about and should have.Like the stares I would be getting.Damien's hands held mine assuringly; I would have shrugged his hands away, but I couldn't deny that with him by my side, I felt some sense of safety. Everyone stared at me; they whispered too. I could feel their gaze burning through me. I pretended not to care; but it did get on my nerve. I was grateful that I had wrapped up Kaden in the blood red blanket; I knew there would be more whispers if they did see his face.This felt like some cringe-worthy movie, but in my case, I was not in elegant, beautiful clothing. I wore a simple blue blouse and ripped jeans—nothing elegant, nothing beautiful.Another thing I hadn't really thought about was the fact that I would be meeting Luna and my replacement, Isis. I didn't know
(Lena's POV)Damien waited patiently for me to answer his question, and I didn't know if I should."I didn't tell you because I didn't want to hold you down by the fact that I had your child. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't that I cared or gave a fuck about you, but I didn't want to get hurt. I knew that after what happened, you would punish me. I knew that even if I did tell you about my child, you would find a way to make me pay, and I didn't want to be treated like a whore in my own home, right before my child, so I ran.""So you ran away with your vampire, Mate?" Damien asked, a hint of irritation in his voice, and I almost laughed at that. I should be the one mad; he had no right to be."No. I did not run away; Konstantin saved me from you." (and I would be forever grateful)—this part I didn't say out loud."So you were going to train him without the knowledge that he had a father?""Yes," I said, and Damien's eyes darkened. I knew that because I chanced a single look at him. "Bett
Chapter Ten(Lena's POV)I couldn't even believe the nerve of him to judge me; he didn't deserve an explanation. I should have told him that I never killed good people, and I always did my own investigation and found them wanting before I went on any mission, but I skipped that little part out. A part of me liked the new stare he gave me; he was finally realizing little Lena was gone."Lena, stay, not for a week or two, but for six months.""No, and don't you dare hold me captive because I would fight you to the last Damien.""I won't do that, but I want you to give me a chance. Give me a chance to love Kaden and be a father. Six months is all I need to prove to you that I would be better, and if after six months you choose to leave, then I wouldn't stop you.""I don't want Kaden anywhere near you, Damien," I say, staring at him with a freezing cold look. I should have expected this."Lena, I know what it means to have a monster as a father. I never thought I would want a child, but n
(Damien's POV)I didn't want to leave Lena.I should have known from the beginning; I should have suspected that she was not involved in the attack, but I was too blind, blinded my rage, but she was here again.Maybe we were always meant to be, but I had six months to prove that to her and six months to win back my family. I couldn't deny the truth: after two years, I still loved her, maybe even more. I knew deep down that love was pain, but I didn't mind bearing all consequences- maybe I even deserved it. Staring at Kaden, at my son, I knew I had to fight harder.I had been a fool; I would never forgive myself for humilating Lena before my beta and gamma. What exactly was the purpose of that?- Simple though, I wanted to make her feel pain, even if it was little compared to what I felt. What I hadn't realised was that it had all been my fault from the beginning. I wasn't listening, I wasn't listening to her, I doubted her, and I trusted Isis over her. No wonder she saw the need to see
(Lena's POV)I stare around his room. Strangely, I did feel comfortable here—maybe too comfortable.Still, I couldn't help but remember all the things I did with Damien—those wicked things. I wonder who else he brought in here—but again, I shouldn't be thinking about that.I didn't know what had gotten into me; it did seem like I always lost the ability to reason anytime I was with him. The fact that I had gone on with his plan of remaining here for six months was insane, but then he was right; I didn't have the financial capacity if I were to leave right now, and Nicholas—well, I don't think I can go back to him, my job was too risky and Kaden wouldn't be safe.But, I couldn't deny there was something more to it all—some more reasons to why I had agreed on this.I realized I cared—not just for him but for the pack, even after 'everything', I still cared.A knock on the door drew my attention. I hesitated, I was not hoping to meet anyone, maybe I could remain here silent and whoever w
(Natasha's POV)A week passed by in a blur.I never realized it would be this hard. I was finally leaving, and no one could tell how long I would be away; it totally depended on how long the 'Ghost' wanted me there and how long I took to fufill my mission. Being far away from home meant that I would not always be able to see Sebastain, and I felt an ache in my chest at that.Home. That's what this layer had become for me and for my fellow members. Home.Even if Set visited or I sneaked out to meet him, I wouldn't be able to spend as much time with him as I wished to. I would have to be extra careful. All this hadn't occurred to me when I was coming up with the plan for 'The Ghost'. A part of me regretted coming up with this. I had tied myself to a man—my mate—but the same man who had partaken in bringing down my pack.I stood before Sebastain's room, hesitating, and even before I knocked, the door was pushed open, and there stood Sebastain. He was beautiful, and I couldn't deny it, he
(Natasha's POV)Set claimed my lips, and I let him. I could not deny how much I loved his touch. What exactly were we? Friends? He was the only one I could trust; we grew up together, and maybe I didn't want to make anything official, not only because I was scared of the 'others' finding out, but because I had promised myself to avoid any kind of relationship with him that jeopardized what we had.I was going to miss him. Alot.I spread my legs wider, letting him take over. By now we were both naked, my body grinding hungrily, eagerly even against his. He slipped on a condom. At least one of us was careful."Are you ready?" he asked me, like he always did. Even if we had done this too many times to even count, still he always asked this question, just to be sure I wanted it- if he knew how much I wanted this.I nodded, and in one hard thrust, he was in me. I was panting, and so was he. He thrust his hips upward, slow first and then increasingly fast. My fingers sank into his skin,
(Lena's POV)I was in shock, even after Isis was gone.Of course, the fact that she spoke to me meant nothing; I didn't trust her, and I did not consider her a friend, but it was strange that Damien hadn't wanted her as Luna. Even after two years, he didn't see her fit for the position. I shouldn't be happy about that, but the truth was that I was. I was happy. All my time in this pack, I had worried over nothing, believing that I wasn't fit for the Luna position and that Isis was the right person—that's what I had believed—and so, every day, I pushed myself to be better—better than Isis.When Damien had said he wanted Isis as the Luna back when I had been placed in that cold, wretched cell, I did believe him because I never believed in myself; I never thought I was good enough.Why did Damien want me here? Was it because I was with his child?, his heir?. But again, he had said he had searched out for me for two years; it was just a matter of time before he would have found me.I shou