I wake up with a massive hangover. I wince at the light streaming into the room from the curtains and shield my eyes with my hand. My blurry vision clears out and I see a woman next to me. Sleep. Knocked out.
"Uh.. Damien?" I try and contact my wolf.
I get a growl in return.
"Please tell me that we didn't do anything with her.." I slowly get out of bed and into my bathroom. I splash cold water onto my face and sigh.
"Let's go for a run." Damien grumbles.
"Right." I grab the she-wolf by her arms and drag her out of the bed and into the hall.
"Expect punishment for your behavior." I call after her as I walk out the front door. The smell of my mate hits me like a ton of bricks as I pass the cell blocks. Intoxicating. Addictive. Sweet. I want to taste her. Touch her. I could eat her all night.
I regain my composure and shake away those thoughts, and walk into the forest. The trees. It's been awhile. I strip my clothes and put them on a branch on a tree so I can change back into them after. Now, we don't need to do this, but some of us have standards and don't like being nude in front of others. Respecting those who don't gazing upon a were-wolfs hidden parts.
I shift into my wolf and give him control. He lets out a beastly howls and starts in full sprint into the forest. I can feel him pushing us to the limit as he runs faster and faster passing trees and critters of the land.
Suddenly, thoughts of our mate goes through my head and it seems that he wants her more than I do. He's yearning for her.
We turn around and he sprints back to the pack house. The cell block.
"Let her out." He mindlinks the guard close to her cell.
"Hey no, what the fuck do you think your doing? Stop Damien. This isn't funny." I give him a warning and I try to gain back my control. After the guard unlocks it, he tears out his throat. This startles our mate and she jolts awake and sits right up.
Her eyes grow wide in terror as she takes in my wolfs features, and she cowers into the wall, breathing fast.
"P-please don't kill me..." She whispers out.
He goes up to her and nuzzles his snout into her neck and purrs. She smells as delicious as ever. She freezes and holds her breath.
"Shift." He minklinks her.
Her feature go from afraid to deadly in seconds. She shoves him away and stands up.
"You little shit! Get out!" She yells and points to the door. He growls for her to submit, which usually works for anyone, but she doesn't even flinch.
"I don't want to be your mate!" She cries out.
He shifts back into my human form and yanks her from her feet and pins her to the bed.
"I know that Luciano's done some terrible things and can be a real pain in the ass. I should know. I share a body with him. I've tried to keep him tamed for the most part as far as mating goes. I gave up years ago when I thought i'd never find you. I was miserable. Depressed. I gave him full time control over us both. I regret it deeply. I want you to know that I love you. I always have. I always will. And I will fight for you. Till death do us part. So please tolerate him..." He whispers into her ear and kisses her neck once.
She shivers as he lets her go, and we take back off, outside and then back into the trees.
He runs for a while until we come upon a clearing with a small pond. He leaps onto a large rock and howls one last time, giving me back control.
"You idiot! Now she's going to think I love her! Dammit!" I scold Damien and he doesn't respond. I let out a frustrated sigh and pull at my hair. I head back into town.
I don't love her. She's too weak, like a little child. I could never have a weak one for a mate. What Leanea said, or what I remember, had me thinking. I could just reject her and she'll accept it, and then I could pick my own mate. Aka, Leanea. She does know what I like. She's been with me since I was a small pup. Well, young anyways.
She's quite the little minx.
But her skin isn't as eye appealing as Dulcenea's. Her eyes aren't as wonder-filled and shimmering when you look in them as Dulcenea's. Her body isn't as petite but plump in the right places as Dulcenea's. She isn't Dulcenea.
"Fuck!" I yell out and a elderly couple hand in hand walking near by give me a look. I huff and walk up to the pack house.
"Uh dude..." Zain mindlinks me as i'm approaching the door.
"What?" I don't really feel like being bothered right now. At all.
"You should know, your sister's here..." He cuts me off before I have a chance to yell at him.
"LEXI!"My older sister, Lynden, practically screams the nickname she gave me as a child and engulfs me in a bear hugs. Meet Lynden. 6 years older than me, was next in line to be the alpha, tattoos and peircings, and most importantly, supposed to be dead.
"How are you still alive?" I ask and push her off me.
"Oh well, you know, when you sent that assassin to assassinate me and kill me in my sleep, turns out he was a girl and she was an old friend so she took me with her and we lived happily ever after!" She says ever so happily. Also, I tried to kill her multiple times.
"That son of a bitch. I should have known something was up that she told me she killed you and felt the need to have a 10 year long vacation." I mutter and walk past her, going into the kitchen. One of my maids, Elliot or Esley, something with a "e" looks up at me and to Lynden.
"I know you. Get me a cup of dark coffee." I say to Elise. She frantically nods and I take a seat at the kitchen island.
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