ch 7 damiens p.o.v

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Damiens p.o.v

I walked into the den still thinking about the spook I gave gabriella earlier. Yeah it was kinda mean but still extremly funny. Oh just the thought of her put a grin the size of oklahoma on my face I didnt know her long but I knew she was the one. I decided that the first thing I needed to do to get her accustom to her new life would be to introduce her to the bond...though that didnt quite go as exected. Oh well the main thing on my plate though was getting our new house set up....just the sound of it “our made me happier scrooge duck on black friday. I had just decided to check in on her when the sight through her minds eye had my inner wolf begging to be set free. There right in front of me (or rather her) was a wannabe wolf touching on mine.

tell him to take his hand off of you before I break it”

I felt her surpise at the sharpness of my words and although they did the trick my inner wolf was still seething with rage. How dare he touch what was mine doesnt he have something of his own and even if he didnt who cares.

We then had a discussion in which I THOUGHT I had made things preety clear but knew I was sorely mistaken when once again I felt a pull on my insticts( whether were or vamp I didnt know) and that instinct was to rip this guy to shreds but out of respect I stuck to making rude comment yeah I know immature but there's no way im letting this clown near my beautiful mate again and at there “dinner” I would make that clear to her too.

In the mean time I had a meeting with the decorator to design “our” and yes soon it would be our house....by choice or by force.

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