"Breathe, Lyla. You've always been mine," 
he grazed her lips with his finger. 

Born a werewolf, cursed as a child, Damon knew he was different even before he was ten. He was never allowed to mingle with kids his age by his father but that didn’t stop him from knowing how to hunt and kill. 

He never had his wolf because of his curse or so he thought and this made him ruthless, brutal and unwilling to become the Alpha that he was supposed to be until a tiny, beautiful princess came into the picture, making him want to protect her at all cost and this could only be possible if he became the Alpha that he hated the most.

Alpha Damon.

"What happened, Lyla? Why do you look so weak and beaten up?" Pearl asked worriedly.

We were currently in the dining area. Ruth was serving us breakfast with smiles on her face.

"Nothing really happened" I lied.

"Don't give me that bullshit, Lyla. I've known you since forever and I can easily tell when you're lying" she cautioned me while scrutinizing me from head to toe.

"I'm serious, Pearl. Nothing really happened" I shrugged her off trying to close the conversation.

"Did someone hurt you? Did he hurt you?" I knew who she was referring to but I shook my head.

"What did he do to you? With all these bruises on your body, you can't tell me nothing happened"

"Forget it Pearl. Tell me what happened to you after I left that place" I asked, changing the topic.

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