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Damon's POV.I could feel it in my bones. Something that truly felt like fear, mixed with regret. It was so strong in my heart that I could barely breathe.
I tried to ignore it and focus on the paperwork I was going through. The sense of fear in my heart increased and I had to clutch my chest from fear that it was going to rip out and burst into several tiny pieces.
What the hell was going on? I wondered as beads of fear clustered on my forehead, quickly drenching me till my shirt clung to my body. My body ached and I doubled over from how intense the pain was.
Even though I tried to tell myself that the pain was nothing but a mirage of my thought, I knew it wasn't so.
The pain I was feeling was the pain that came with the mating bond. It always appeared when one's mate is in danger and one made no attempt to do anything to rescue them.
How dare Evie make me go through so much pain?
How dare a mere human like her make a man like myself experience hell on earth?
I stood up from the chair I sat on and made my way to the sofa. The moment I got there, I lay flat on it, with my stomach facing the sofa, just to try and ease the pain I was going through. That did nothing to alleviate the pain and I was left in agony.
"What the hell kind of trouble did she get into?" I asked myself, grunting as another bout of pain took hold of me.
This time, the pain sent an electric shock to my brain and I was left clattering my teeth together as a shiver ran through me. I hissed harshly and prayed for some kind of miracle to happen. Anything to free me from the misery my mating bond was putting me through.
I knew the easy way out would be me rushing to her side and doing my best to protect her. But there was no way I would give her the satisfaction that I would always run to her each time she was in trouble, knowing the kind of misunderstanding that could stem from that.
So, yes, I was going to ignore the pain no matter how hard and painful it was.
I didn't know how long I was like that but the pain began to recede. Whether it was because she was finally caught up in whatever danger she was in or she managed to control the situation, I didn't know and I didn't care. As long as I was free, I don't care what happens to her.
Finally, I stood up from the couch and made my way back to my desk. I barely sat on it when the door to my office opened up and I saw Miss Kardashian walk in.
"Hello, Alpha." Her voice was sultry and I knew what she came for.
I have ger a bright smile, knowing that she would prove to be the perfect distraction I need from wondering what became the fate of the troublesome human I got involved in.
"Come," I beckoned to her. I chuckled softly as I watched her trying to race to my side just because she wanted to be with me.
The moment she got to where I was, I pulled her down to my lap and began to caress her naked arms with my middle finger. She moaned softly, her body aching into mine.
That was what I love about the woman. She was always willing to satisfy my lust each time I requested for it.
I clasped my lips to hers and began to kiss her with so much intensity. My hand went to her chest and I grabbed her breast. I squeezed it roughly and pinched the skin with my fingers. All through it all, Miss Kardashian didn't behave as if it hurt her one bit.
And to be very honest, I wasn't in the mood to care whether she was hurt or not. I just needed something or someone to distract me and she came at the perfect time. If having sex with her was what would make me forget about that woman and the possible danger she might be in, then I don't mind paying that price.
"You want to take this any further than just smashing your lips against mine?" Miss Kardashian asked me. She gave me a wink first before she pulled back a little and slowly began to unbutton her shirt.
I grew with lust as I saw her removing the button and playing with her exposed body. When she got to where her breasts were, her hands disappeared into the shirt and I watches with growing interest and manhood as she cupped those breasts and squeezed them roughly.
"Hmmm." She moaned to me. Her teeth bit her lower lips and she made this delicious face that makes me want to eat her raw.
I grew harder for her. I moved away from where I stood and went to her. My hands slowly replaced hers and I moaned from how soft and suppled her breasts were.
I was just about to lean down and take one of her nipples into my mouth when I felt a deep burning pain against my upper arm. Let out a groan and grabbed the place where the pain was gathered.
Much as I tried to ignore the pain, I knew there was only one reason why it would come back after it went away for a few minutes or two.
It had to mean that Evie didn't get away from whatever was after her as I assumed. That meant that she was in danger.
The mere thought of that made my heart heavy and I growled angrily.
I stepped away from Miss Kardashian. I turned around and immediately dashed out the door.
"Alpha!" I heard her scream but I didn't bother to stop.
Even though I hated to admit it, I had to admit that I was worried something awful was happening to her.
*Help!* I heard her scream into her head and I suddenly bevan very sweaty again.
Damon POV.The moment I stepped outside, the first thing I heard was the loud shriek from Evie.The shriek tore at my heart and made me experience another round of excruciating pain., that I had to pause to get myself. The pause only lasted for a second though, as I saw a wolf trying to jump over her. Two more wolves were flagging around her. I didn't wait to see what would happen next.My instincts clicked in and I rushed to her side. I got there just as the wolf extended out its hand to claw her. I flung her around and the claws hit me instead. I groaned at the pain I felt from my back getting torn. I wondered just how bad it would have been if Evie was the one that got injured instead."Damon!" I heard her cry with a loud shriek.My anger rose and I snarled. I let go of her and took hold of the wolf that was trying to race away from me. It tried to get away from me desperately, moving its arms about, trying to hit me at every free location it could get.I chuckled as I held it by t
Evie's POV As I walked back to the slaves' quarter, my heart kept thudding loudly in my chest for fear of the unknown. No, I wasn't scared of Damon and his low threat that I should see him in the office once it was morning. I was more scared of what the punishment Miss Kardashian would give me. Heaven knew that the woman always went to the extreme with every opportunity she got to mete out punishments to me. It was as if she hated my very existence itself.The moment I got back to my space at the corner of the room I shared with over twenty other slaves, I plopped down on the bare cold floor. Usually, I was always too tired to think about the cold and just pass out immediately. But I was worried about the conversation I heard those three men carrying out.It was so obvious they were plotting about someone, but who?I hissed and sat up, wrapping my arms around my knees. Why was I worrying about another person when I was not even sure if I would survive the ordeals I was sure to face
Evie's POV As soon as I saw the shadow, I closed my eyes and opened my mouth once again to let out a scream. The shadow moved with such grace and speed, I almost didn't see it... until the person was crouched low in front of me and had his hand secured firmly over my mouth. I struggled to get myself free from the person but to no avail. The more I thrashed about from his hold, the more the wounds I got became more irritated and hurting. As a last result, I bit my teeth into the palm of the person, who for whatever reason, wasn't ready to let me go. Was it those men that tried to hurt me earlier? Were they back to finish their mission? And maybe also take revenge for helping to get their partner killed? "It's me." The voice finally whispered so low, I nearly missed hearing it. I stilled in that instant. Because the voice belonged to someone I know... someone I hate.... someone called Damon. Why was he here? Was he here to continue his beating and torture? "Do you promise not to
12Evie's POV The smug smile on Miss Kardashian's face as she hit the ground with the whip again to show me how much it would hurt if one of it landed on my body made me realize one thing.She wanted to see the fear in my eyes.And lume a fool, I gave her that fear to feast upon. I trembled in her presence, my hands and feet swaying about lime I was ready to faint. I tried to keep the dreadful feeling at bay by crossing my arms over my chest, still, it felt like I was shivering and just trying my dismayed best to warm myself.I heard Miss Kardashian smirking at me, and I hated myself. I hated how I was always a weak person. But then, in all honesty, I was the only maid here that both the Alpha and his slut of a Gamma treated like trash. I didn't know what my fate would be with the beta since we'd never met. He was out on a mission for the Alpha and wasn't back yet."You... you are the reason why the Alpha left during our hot moment, right?" She hissed at me.A hot moment? So that was
Evie's POV I rushed back to the kitchen, praying in my heart that no one else smelled the burntness in the air. Considering how strong the odor was when I got close to the kitchen though, I doubted that would be possible. The only thing I could hope for was that neither Miss Kardashian nor Damien would find out about the mess I made for myself. As I stepped into the kitchen, I realized that the prayer I sent up to the heavens was not answered in any way. Not even the least. I saw Miss Aurora in the cooking area, switching off the gas. Miss Kardashian was there too and she was opening the door for ventilation to come in. "I'm sorry," I let out an apology. Two pairs of angry eyes trained on me immediately after I finished the words. The fact that even Miss Aurora was angry made me feel the weight of my wrongdoings. "Why did you leave the kitchen when you knew you were the only one in here?" She asked me. I know I should say something to her in response but I didn't know what to
iss Kardashian's POV I paced around the house, unsure of what to think or even how to go about the thinking. My mind was not settled. Not even in the slightest bit. One thing that bothered me was how much attention Damon was giving to the slave girl that called herself Evie. I knew that I should probably not be so bothered, but it was the first time I saw Damon pay so much attention to anyone.Granted, he was always maltreating her, but something kept telling me that he and the girl had something going on with each other. I was so sure that the reason why he left when we were making out was because of the girl. It was just that by the time I dressed up and made to rush out, Damon was back in with me.I paused in the way I kept pacing about, my eyes roaming around the large hall I was standing in downstairs but not really seeing anything.Even a few minutes ago, about twenty minutes now, when the girl nearly burned down the house, Damon has done nothing other than order the woman to
amon's POV As I lay on my cold empty bed to get some rest for the night, the words that Miss Kardashian spoke to me kept ringing bells in my head. I was very tired from all the running around I did during the day and should have slept off the moment I hit my bed. But despite turning and twisting to get me into a different position to enable me to sleep, the thought would still not leave me alone.Even though I did my best after that to make sure I made Miss Kardashian happy once again, I knew that what she said about me was true."You've changed so much in the past few days." Her words came back to me again.Somehow, I was irritated because of it. I knew it was because I didn't want to even think about the human girl that I knew was responsible for my new change. She was all the trouble I have been facing for the past few days. I didn't want to think about her, yet I found myself always lost in thoughts about her.I hated her with every damn that breathes within me, even with those t
Evie's POVI knew that I shouldn't be seated in a corner, in the middle of the night, crying my eyes out like a fool. But I was tired already and at my wit's end, so I had no other choice. It felt like I was going to die from all the emotions if I didn't let them out. And what better way to do that than to shed the tears I have been trying so hard to keep under control while trying to make sure both Damon and Miss Kardashian do not see me in my weak state?I got apprehensive when I heard a footstep sound somewhere in the kitchen. I looked up but couldn't see anything in the dark. The reason why I came to the kitchen, in the first place, was so that I won't be forced to remain silent in the room I share with about ten other slaves. And I knew that if I let out my emotions there in the room, I would be disturbing them and they would hate me for it. Maybe one or two of them could pick up some kind of enmity with me also.With the kind of hard life I was already living, I really shouldn't