(Damien's POV)Lena rarely spoke to me. I never thought I was the one to be bothered about her silence , but she was changing me, and I missed her voice over the silence I once thought I preffered.It was indeed strange; Lena seemed so sure of herself back then that a part of me wanted to believe her, even if there was no evidence. Still, I wanted to know why she insisted on this so much.So today, when I was done with the bunch of paper work, I headed down to the dungeons.Never have I given this type of chance to a traitor, and not when it had to do with my own Luna. An attack on the Luna is an attack on the whole pack, and still here I was, down in the dunegons, because I knew that Lena still cared about this little traitor.The guards opened the door to her cell, and I walked in. Aurora backed away the moment she saw me, pure fear in her eyes. What exactly did she think I would do to her?"I am not here to hurt you. Not yet, but I need you to answer my question, and if I like you
(Nate's POV)I should have known that I would not get her forgiveness so easily; not after all I had put her through, I still dared hope, and then I returned that night to find out she was gone; there was no note, nothing.I wouldn't have let her go; I would have searched for her, even if I had to burn years just that I could find her. If only she knew what I felt for her. Maybe I had lost whatever chance I had with her; maybe those years of torment I had put her through had changed her, but still, I knew my Aurora; I didn't believe she could do such a thing, especially to the only person who had never looked down on her. Lena.I had taken her to the dungeons, and it took every strength I had to do that. To know what she would go through soon, down there. Kidnapping the Luna of a pack like that was one hell of a crime. The news had somehow spread throughout the pack.I pretended not to hear the hushed whispers anytime I passed by the pack members; it was about Aurora, and I knew it.
(Lena's POV) I had informed Damien that I would be training with Diego. I needed all the strength I could acquire, as I was done settling for the weak wolf everyone saw me as. Diego escorted me to the training room. This space was meant for the Alpha Damien, but I didn't really like the idea of training amongst other pack members. I was only being reasonable; it would be embarrassing to see your Luna getting her arse kicked by some regular wolf.~Diego held the punching bag as I threw punches at that hard object; it felt more like wood than anything- What the hell did they stock-up in that thing?. With each punch I threw, my knuckles protested, but I had to do this, so I kept on going. I had refused to speak with Damien. I couldn't believe it—the fact that he didn't believe me. Even if Diego did, then what bond do we share if there is no trust?He trusted her over me, his own mate, and it hurt. Couldn't he see the bitch/witch she could be?, couldn't he see that she was very capable
(Lena's POV)The room is completely silent; the only noise one would hear was the sound of my not-very-silent intake of breath.Damien was not beside me, and something inside of me was grateful for that.I didn't realize I was crying till I felt the moisture against my cheeks. A part of me knew why. No matter how I tried to hide it or pretend that it was only a dream. I felt like I had just cheated on Damien.For so long, he hadn't been in my dreams, and I thought they had all been long forgotten. Oh, how wrong I was to think that.I hated the fact that I was wet. Yes, it was only a dream, but it felt more than that; it felt very real, and the fact that I was wet clearly indicated that.The bathroom door was pulled open, and Damien walked into the room all wet. A small smirk was on his face, but one look at me changed that, and his smirk turned into a slight frown."What is wrong?" he asked. I was sure that he wouldn't be able to skip this; I must look very pale right now.Still, my e
(Lena's POV)Damien kept to his promise.Even as I trained with Diego, all I could feel was him."You seem different today," Diego commented with a knowing smile."I feel different too.""Finally made up with the Alpha?" he asked casually, not wanting to seem nosy, but still I blushed, and he spoke no more of that.Halfway through the training, someone walks in. Interrupting our training again.I turned to the door. I was sure not going to let things pass if it was Isis; maybe she was lonely and needed company, as it makes no sense that she keeps bugging.But it isn't Isis. It is Damien and his scent alone tells me that.I didn't miss Diego taking a step back, his hands falling away from mine. He had only been slightly touching me, though.Damien walked towards us."How have the training sessions been going?" he asks Diego, and Diego gives a small bow before answering."She is a quick learner, Alpha." I do not think I am a quick learner, but of course, Diego would never give a bad rep
(Lena's POV)Those same red eyes stared at me. I would never be able to miss it. His skin was pale as snow, and his lips were a bloody red color. He looked just as he did in the latest dream I had.Was it a dream?Those marks he gave me were real, so how do I know that the time he touched me was not?My breath hitched, and I felt my heart slamming faster. I gripped at my chest. Was I having a panic attack just by staring at him?Yes.Yes, I was having a panic attack because this man... this man did things to me without my permission; this man could walk right into our room unseen. I had every right to be afraid. He sat there, his face neutral, but he stared at me. I contemplated turning back and walking out of this room; maybe by the time I came in next, he would be gone. Could this all be in my head?, could this be some sick twisted dream?It was impossible, right? to see a person who had only been in your dreams but in real life."My betrothed, how long I waited to finally be with y
TWISTED DESIRES; HIS DARKEST OBSESSION – PART TWOChapter Sixty Eight(Aurora’s POV)My stomach grumbled, but that was the very least of my worries; every part of my body was in pain, but I was still in a better state than the other women of my age here, the women who had now been turned into whores by the guards. I hated them.Would they have done that to me if Alpha Damien hadn’t given me that rule?I couldn’t guess the answer to that; they had all been scared of Nate, and none of them had touched me—at least not in that type of way—but I see the little things; they do not go away when I want to change; they watch me; some just love the forbidden fruit, as that seemed to be the sweetest to them. There is pure darkness in here, and so I change. Even if I know they are watching me, their werewolf senses help them see in the dark, but mine don’t... I couldn’t feel my wolf.My wolf is weak and starved. The idea that she might never run in the woods and feel the fresh air against her fur
(Nate’s POV)“Please” Aurora begs. “Don’t do anything to the guard; he was only doing his job.”“I cannot believe you, Aurora; why do you care what I do to the guard?” I asked, trying my very best not to sound angry. I wasn’t angry at her; she had gone through a lot, and she didn’t need any of this. Still, I couldn’t help but feel mad at the fact that she wanted the guard who hit her to go scot free.“I don’t care about him.”“Then why?”“I care about you. You think I don’t know the kind of risk you are putting yourself in, coming here; if this is the price I have to pay to see you again, then I gladly would,” she says, and it makes sense, but I do not like the fact that she was worrying about me; she should think only about her safety.“I am sorry, Aurora; I would not let him go. Eat now,” I said as I stood to my feet, but her hands were on me. I noticed for the first time how she held her other hand to her chest; I knew it was broken, and I knew he did it.“Please, Nate,” she begs,