"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.

"Shit! Shit!!" I cursed out repeatedly as I felt Lyla's limp body cold and pale in my arms. I didn't mean to mark her without her consent but the moment she bared her neck to me, my wolf took over.

It mistook her action for her submission and marked her without thinking twice.

"Lyla," I held her face close, calling out to her as I've been doing. I put the shirt on her, covering up her nakedness before anyone gets here.

"What the hell happened, Alpha?" Tunde barged into the room with Ashley and Dean right behind him. I'd mind linked him immediately it happened and also instructed him to come along with Dean

"You marked her by force! For goodness's sake" Dean yelled as soon as he sighted the huge mark that was a bit swollen on her neck.

"It was a mistake," I responded, growling at him. I was his Alpha, he has no right to speak to me that way.

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