"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 the hell happened out there?" I yelled at Ashley as soon as I placed Lyla on the bed and sent one of the warriors who had followed me to get Dean.

"I can't really explain it," She replied. "I don't know how it happened but he started it," she said pointing at the leader.

"What the heck happened, Konrad? What did you do to my mate?" I asked angrily.

His eyes went wide as he realized his mistake.

"I'm sorry Alpha, I didn't mean to hurt her. They both said they wanted to join the warriors and I sent them off" he explained.

"After you called us disgusting, pathetic humans right?" Ashely asked, fuming.

"Fuck you, do you hear me? Fuck you" Ashley spat in his face.

"Get out," I commanded. He bowed and walked out of my space. If he hadn't done that, I would've killed him.

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