"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.

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.

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