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Chapter Eighty
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Twisted Desires: His Darkest Obsession Chapter Eighty One
(Aurora’s POV)“How could you do this to me, mother?, How could you hide this from me for all those years? I mourned this man. I hated Nate even if I knew he was right. How could you, mother?” I asked. We were both in tears now. I felt my life had been a lie. The man I thought was good in some ways turned out to be all bad. If I knew, maybe I would have kept my mother’s promise and laughed over his grave. Maybe I would have saved my tears because he deserved none of it.“You were so innocent, Rora, and he loved you; he truly did. I didn’t want to paint him in a bad light, but I believed now you need to know,” she says, or rather pleaded.The truth was that I always believed in the Raven Pack, I lived in a bubble; I had the perfect boyfriend; I had friends; I was beautiful; I had parents who loved me; I was the only child, but when I was taken back to the Blood Moon Pack, reality hit hard, and the truth was that I hadn’t even tried to get out of that bubble; I was too comfortable; I di
Twisted Desires: His Darkest Obsession Chapter Eighty Two
(Aurora POV)The patrollers parted the moment Nate arrived. Could it be a coincidence?, a coincidence that he happened to be exactly where I wanted him to be and at the right time too. He stared at me, a look of pure shock in his eyes. I wanted to run into his arms, but then a thought that hadn’t crossed my mind all the while did. What if he had moved on?Yes, it was only a few days, but why had he been willing to finally let me go? Could there be another person?. No, there was no other person; I just knew it, and finally he picked me up, holding me close to him. In that moment, no one else mattered but the two of us. My legs circled around his waist, and he kissed my lips, my nose, and my face.The patrollers, feeling uncomfortable, walked away to give us some space.“Tell me you are back, Aurora,” he says, more like pleads.“I am back; I couldn’t do it, Nate; I couldn’t live without you, and I discovered that I do not want any other person but you. We might be flawed, but I want th
Twisted Desires: His Darkest Obsession Chapter Eighty Three
(Damien’s POV)I stared at Isis. I always believed she would never snoop so low, but now, for the first time in my life, I doubted. Could this be one of her schemes? Maybe all this was connected to her, and she was trying to frame Lena, just as she tried to kidnap Lena. Then she rescued her, just so she could be seen in a different light. Could this be all her plan from the start?“Isis. You do know what would happen if you were discovered lying, right?” I asked, and she swallowed. Isis looked scared for the first time in a while.“Yes. But I can’t be sure... I knew I saw her, but maybe I am mistaken,” she says.“That claim you made was of a great magnitude, Isis; you know that, right?”“I do, Alpha,” she says.“That’s all I need from you, Isis; you may leave,” I say to her, and she bows, quickly leaving the office. She seemed in a hurry, contrary to every other time she came here and kept lingering. I might have really scared her; I never saw the need to exercise my power on a woman,
Twisted Desires: His Darkest Obsession Chapter Eighty Four
(Lena’s POV)Something was definitely wrong; three days passed, and I don’t even have a clue where Damien was.Diego had told me to give him some space; he was dealing with so much, and that was strange. Diego was never one to speak to me in that way, but maybe he was right; maybe Damien had been injured and didn’t want me bothered, but it clearly wasn’t working. I hadn’t slept well for three days, and it was affecting me. Something was going on, and I had to find out what exactly was going on.Six times I had gone to search for him, but he was nowhere to be found. Where are you, Damien?I tried mind-linking him, but he had plainly told me he wanted space; could it be he had found out? A part of me refused to believe that; I just couldn’t.Once I crossed paths with Isis, and I had anticipated some more insults thrown at me, but she passed with no comments, and the weirdity—"if that’s even a word"—of the past few days was draining me. I made up my mind that if he wasn’t home today, I w
Twisted Desires: His Darkest Obsession Chapter Eighty Five
“Wake up, Lena." I heard Konstantin’s voice call out.“Wake up, Lena!” This time, it was my mother’s voice.I woke up with a start. I noticed it was Damien calling my name; he was no longer on the bed, but he was fully dressed—not with his regular work clothes, but something entirely different, he had just a black pants and a jacket—at the sides of his pant was a holster, where he stocked one gun at each side of his waist. I had this feeling that he had more weapons hidden somewhere.“Where are you going to?’I asked, dizzily standing from the bed to go after him.“I would take you somewhere safe.”“I don’t want to be somewhere safe; I want to be with you, Damien.”“I do not have time to argue about this now, Lena. The vampires are here and waiting.”“You said they would be here in two days; it had only been hours.”He was shoving more weapons into his body, and then he took a rifle—that’s what it looked like—but it wasn’t quite it; for one, this only shot out silver bullets, which wer
Twisted Desires: His Darkest Obsession Chapter Eighty Six
(Lena’s POV)Damien ran at Konstantin with an inhumane speed, so did the rest of the wolves.One of the vampire’s weaknesses was silver, but somehow Konstantin was still on his feet, even after being shot three times.I stood and watched, frozen in my spot. Now I understood why I should have stayed away, why Damien thought I didn’t belong here, and why he thought I should be hidden from all this; it wasn’t in my nature. There was so much blood; the vampire’s blood was a dark red color, almost black.I spotted Diego and Nate amongst many of our soldiers, all at war. Nate stabbed a wooden stake into the heart of his attacker, and to my surprise, the common wood penetrated into the vampire’s thick skin and right into his heart. I never realized that those could work too, but the vampires weren’t the only issues at hand; so were the Silver Moon Pack soldiers. The Blood Moon Pack were merciless when at war; they ripped open their opponents, not caring about gender. Now I understand how the
Twisted Desires: His Darkest Obsession Chapter Eighty Seven
When I saw Damien for the first time, I thought he was scary, but the closer I got, the less scared I became of him.Today, all that changed, because standing before me was not my Damien. No. He was anything but that. He walked towards me, not caring how many eyes were watching. I backed away.“He escaped. You helped him escape!” He roared at me. I was scared of this man; my whole body wanted me to run, but that was a foolish move; he would still catch up with me. Soon he was close—so close I could perceive his scent—all covered in blood, some of it, his blood.His hands trailed on my cheeks, but there was no look of affection in his eyes. I tried backing away, but then his hands went lower to my neck and wrapped around it."Damien, let me go!” I plead, but he is not listening. Slowly, he lifts me up, and his hands close harder around my throat. I choke. I struggle, but all my struggles are futile. A single tear slipped down my eyes. I remembered what had happened to his first mate—th
Twisted Desires: His Darkest Obsession Chapter Eighty Eight
(Lena’s POV)Damien pushed me against the cold floor; his eyes stared at me with nothing but pure disgust.Every time I had sex with Damien, I always anticipated the moment, but now I dreaded it.Too soon I felt him in me, hard, and he thrust in and out fast, his pace getting faster and rougher. He held me down on a choke hold, and I struggled to breathe. The feeling of being pounded and chocked was too much, and just when I thought it was almost over, he lifted me up and slammed me down against an old wooden table. Everything about the place was old. His hands were in my hair again, gripping hard and pulling as he slammed into me for the second time. I groan out in pain, my head slammed against the table, and blood pulled down my nose. He pulls out of me, and I feel a spank, hard, against my clit.“For the rest of your task, you would be on your knees. He says and places me back on the floor; it takes too long for me to balance. He grips me by the hair and steadies me. “Now open your
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