Lyla’s POV
The elevator door suddenly opened, making a noise as it did. That sent the both of us in two different directions. I blushed seriously from the amazing kiss we just shared.
We both walked out of the elevator not saying a word to each other. By the time we got into his room, he suddenly removed his shirt.
“What are…..?” I squealed as he picked me up swiftly as if I weighed zero kilograms. He dropped his lips of mine, making me swallow my words instantly as I kissed him back with so much haste and passion.
I wrapped my legs around him and his hand was busy squeezing my ass. I pulled at his hair once his tongue touched mine. I couldn’t explain the feeling, it was magical.
It was just as if a part of me, particularly my soul was calling out to him. He gently bit my bottom lip, making me giggle like a child.
He sat on the bed and I wrapped my legs properly around his waist. I placed my hand on his hard chest and wished I could see all of his tattoos. His hand on my ass moved underneath his shirt that I was wearing.
“No bra?” He asked once his hand touched the part under my boobs. His voice was rough and hoarse.
“I don’t particularly have any sort of female clothing” I managed to reply.
His fingers were playing with my ribs, rubbing up and down, making me feel feverish.
“I thought I told someone to get you and Pearl some clothes the last time”
“She only took our measurements and brought a few things the next day” I explained and he nodded.
“Tomorrow then, we’ll make sure you get closed and not appear before other males without wearing a bra” I frowned at his jealousy.
“What?” I asked.
“Don’t want you going about like that, especially with other males around”
“I would if I want to,’ I stuck my tongue out at him.
His demeanor suddenly changed. There was a sudden shift in the atmosphere that I couldn’t understand. He looked nervous all of a sudden.
“I want to take you, I want to make you mine! I want to make love to you until you’re breathless” He whispered loud enough for me to hear and process.
I shifted uncomfortably on his lap as I felt a dampness in between my legs. I couldn’t look at him in the face anymore.
“Stop moving, Bunny. You’re making it worse” he groaned.
“Something is poking me right there, do you have something in your pocket?” I asked, touching the hard object that was poking me.
“Really?” The look he gave me made me realize what I just touched. I just touched him and I thought it was an object.
Gosh!!! I quickly hid my face behind his neck, not wanting to look at him out of embarrassment.
“Do you have any questions you want to ask me? Anything about what you saw tonight?” He suddenly asked, changing the topic and mood.
I nodded.
“What’s an Alpha?” I asked.
He kissed my forehead, placed me on the bed, covered me with the bed sheet up to my waist, and went on to sit on the small stool in front of the bed. He held his head in his hand and was silent for a few seconds.
“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to”
“No, I have to. I have to tell you” he replied as if he was convincing himself more than me.
“I’m a werewolf. I mean, everyone out there is a werewolf” I nodded.
“I know. Ashley mentioned it and I’ve figured that out a while ago even though I never believed it”
“You aren’t scared of us” he declared.
“To be honest, I’m a little scared,” I confessed. He looked at me with surprise evident on his face.
He quickly recovered from the shock and surprise and smiled at me. I blinked twice to actually confirm that I saw what I saw.
“An Alpha is a leader of a werewolf pack. There are more than Fifty packs in the world right now and all have their Alphas. The title gets passed on to the Alpha’s children once they turn eighteen and it has been that way for centuries”
“Why are you just becoming an Alpha then?” I asked.
“Ask another question Bunny” He dismissed my question.
“Okay. What was that white globe that appeared when those people joined hands with you”
“That was the connection. Each wolf has a connection to its Alpha and that is done through the blood link. It allows for a werewolf thing we call mind link. It let me talk to a pack member without actually using words with them. Like, I talk to them through my mind”
That explanation only confused me more. I could see Damon’s struggle to make me understand what was going on. He’s a person of few words and the fact that he’s saying this much shows he’s trying.
“Why do I hear your thoughts sometimes then? I’m not a wolf-like you people” I asked.
“I don’t understand that part but it’s probably because you’re my mate”
“What’s a mate? Ashley was explaining but I couldn’t get it”
“I didn’t know you were friends with Ashley”
“I met her tonight,” I answered.
“Be careful around her”
“Why?”
Ignoring my question, he said, “A mate is a wolf’s soulmate. The person the goddess has destined a wolf to be with. It could be a human or a wolf as well but to have a human mate is rare. Most wolves after meeting their mate, mark them”
“With what?”
Damon stood up and walked towards me. He sat right beside me, touched my cheek before pushing my hair back to reveal my neck.
He kissed my neck lightly, placed his tongue on the spot before biting and sucking. A loud moan escaped my mouth and I quickly used my hand to cover my mouth.
Damon removed my hand with his other hand while he was still doing things to my neck.
“When I do things to you, I want to hear your moans” he whispered into my ear before kissing it softly. I swallowed hard at the thoughts of him doing things to me.
“We mark our mates by biting with our teeth to leave our marks on them. It’s a way of claiming them as ours and as only ours”
“Teeth,?” I was scared.
“Yes, teeth. I’ll love to mark you here when it’s the right time” he replied, eyes searching mine. He kissed the spot he has mentioned over again.
“What if I don’t want to be bitten? What will happen?” I asked.
“My wolf might take charge of my body and mark you by himself. It would be more painful compared to my bite”
“Your wolf?”
He nodded.
“You don’t have to be scared of anything. Everything between us is according to your timetable here, no pressure, okay?” I nodded.
“No pressure” He repeated.
“Do you have any other questions?”
I bit my lip, trying to recollect the strange things that have happened around here and see if I have any questions about any of it.
A light suddenly turned up in my head but his growling stopped my thoughts.
“Stop biting your lips,” He growled.
“You sure have a lot of rules,” I replied.
He crashed his lips into mine, kissing me senseless. I ran my hand through his hair and before I could say flapjack, he removed his shirt from my body, leaving me exposed.
I quickly closed my hand against my chest, keeping my nudity safe. He took a hold of my hand and pulled it above my head as I lay on the bed, in his mercy.
“You’re beautiful” he whispered, his gaze focused on my breast. He kissed me back but faster this time and when I gave him entrance to my mouth, he took his time to explore my tongue, making me feel things I’d never felt before.
His hands fondled my breast before moving to cup my ass. A swift move and he tore my shorts.
I gasped dramatically “That’s my favorite one,”
“I’ve been jealous of it for a while,”
I laughed at his confession and he smiled back at me, revealing his dimple. I prefer this Damon to the regular Damon who’s always walking around with a scowl on his face.
“I didn’t know you had a dimple,” I touched his cheek before lifting my body slightly from the bed to reach and kiss his dimple.
His head rested at the crook of my neck and a hand wrapped tightly around my waist before I could lie back properly on the bed.
“Damon, what are you doing?” I asked. I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He was breathing fast, making my chest slam against my rib at a fast pace.
I was confused, nervous, and scared of his next action.
“Damon!,” I called out again but didn’t get a response this time around as well.
He licked his spot on my neck; the same spot he’d promised he’ll mark me once I was ready. He grazed it with his teeth and at some point, I felt his teeth sink into my skin before he removed it.
“Damon, stop, please” I struggled to remove myself from him but I couldn’t. He was holding on tight. Too tight.
Suddenly, he lifted up his head and once our eyes met, I knew his wolf had taken charge. His eyes were red and not the regular deep blue color.
“Damon,” I called out slowly.
“Not him,” This time, I heard the voice in my head.
Suddenly, his hold on me tightened and before I could say a word, he bit hard into my skin. A scream erupted from my mouth due to the pain.
I trashed around in his hand as I felt my body jerk uncontrollably until my breathing became slow. I struggled to keep breathing but at some point, I couldn’t breathe anymore.
Suddenly, my eyes opened to darkness. Damon was no more on the bed, I was alone in the room.
“Nimai,” A voice called out.
“Damon,” I screamed as the darkness keeps on getting darker and stronger, suffocating me.
“Nimai, Control the darkness,” The voice yelled out.
“Control it! Control it!!” The strange voice chanted over and over again.
I held my head as the fear of the dark and being alone got to me. Tears ran down my face and I closed my eyes in frustration.
A ray of light appeared in front of my eyes and I heard that voice again, “Touch the light, Nimai,”
“Touch it, Now” it screamed this time..
As I stretched out my hand to touch the bulb, a burst of light charged out from inside me, lighting up every part of me and when I opened my eyes back, I was in front of a house, where a younger version of me was playing with a little boy.
“Ni,” The little boy called out
The younger me called out, waving and smiling at the boy
“Go! Go!! Damon”
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