Chapter Twenty Nine

Clara

Damien orders me to lock the door and I do it hastily because of all the excitement I am feeling right now. There are still guests downstairs so anyone might come up here with an intention or just because they are drunk. Interruption is the last thing I want right now.

"Are you sure about this?" Damien asks me for the second time.

"If I wasn't sure about this, then I wouldn't have nearly broken my legs running while to close the door," I reply him and he chuckles.

"You know, we can still make it to my house. You will have enough room to make all the noise you want," he says.

"Are you afraid that I am going to get us caught?" I ask him with a raised eyebrow.

"Maybe," he replies and I can't help but smile at him.

"A house full of Vampires we would have a higher risk of getting caught than in the one full of Werewolves," I tell him.

"Good thinking, but everyone at home knows that you belong to me so there won't be any need to fear getting caught," be says.