Heart Of A Beast

~RINA~

Why does his demon cares? Living in the orphanage, demons were also present and they don’t mate, they don’t have soul mate I think they just simply marry whosoever they want with no connection like all the other ranks have with the person they marry.

And demons happens to be very selfish and wicked so if his demon care about me I don’t know what to make of that.

“Hey easy! You have gone a little too pale” Drake chuckled trying to calm me down.

I slap his hand away. “We are still not sure about it so it doesn’t matter” The thought frighten me, if the demon cares about me then… he may kill anybody who even try looking at me! Oh please I know that judging from his wolf reaction when Alpha Philip had stare at me.

If only he could keep his pervert eyes to himself then he wouldn’t have gone home scared as a mouse, an Alpha for God’s sake but I feel they couldn’t help it. Damien happens to be the most powerful Alpha alive judging by what the councils said.

“There’s only one way to find out” Drake said seriously.

Lost in my thoughts I was glad he finally spoke up, not having the slight idea about what he was talking about I did as instructed and held my hand.

The next thing Drake cut me with a knife, I cried out when I saw my blood wondering why he did that, then the next minute a loud growl sounded from outside and the door was yank away, well not opened or kick like any angry person would, in fact he remove the entire door and throw it away.

I flinch in fear hurrying behind Drake, Damien grab Drake by the throat, I risk looking at him in the eyes and I saw his eyes changing from blue to red. Just so you know Damien eyes are the purest blue.

I could see he was fighting against the demon who’s threatening to take control of him.

“How dare you” His fangs dig deeper into Drake shoulder, I knew he was gonna kill him if I don’t do something.

I grab his other hand, he flinch at first seeing I was the one, I slowly started to crease his hand.

“Please… let him go… for me” I whispered scared to death.

Almost immediately he release him and his eyes changed back to normal, I wasn’t aware of the tears coming down my face, Damien swept me up in a passionate embrace kissing my head, eyes, nose, then my mouth, I smile into the kiss I have never really seen him this way and I giggled out.

He pull back frowning then glance at my hand, his eyes went to black seeing the blood.

“Shhh… it okay. I’m okay” I press a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

“What the hell was that for!” He yelled at Drake who had manage to drag himself up and nursing his wounds.

“You should be asking me how I’m doing! Damn! Calm those beast in you. You could have killed me” Drake hissed at him.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“Well you ask for it” Damien snarled back.

“Damien?” Daniel call walking into the room, he stop and stare at all three of us.

“Yes? The one with the better sense” Damien answered which made Drake snorted and Daniel just chuckled clearly assumed.

“I think something my calm you down and maybe cheer you up. We found a spy within the premises, a rogue sent by the councils” Daniel said cheerfully.

“Luckily I need that. And Drake get me blood banks. I felt hungry” With that he walk away.

My eyes went wide at his last sentence I mean Damien Wat’s every hour if not minutes and now he’s demanding for blood? I hope it not human blood but I don’t think he would do that to me.

“It’s animal blood Rina, for his vampire and a little for Mr Wolfie” Drake chuckled seeing my face.

“What does his demon eats?” I asked curious.

“Humans”

“Whattttt!” I shouted.

“Geez! Just kidding! You should have seen your face” Drake laughed, I sighs in relief.

*******

I almost moan in pure relief after taking a bath, the water was so cold I had spend several hours in the bathtub man! Damien got one of the best bathroom in the world, i wouldn’t even mind eating there.

I fish out for a night dress and found a purple one, the neck was cut low in V shape, and the back was opened only a thin rope would be tied around at my waist while the neck was alter-neck.

Some night gown! This looks like a dress design for a prostitute who’s gonna please the boss or something but I wouldn’t mind wearing it. I like to think Damien would find me sexy in this.

When someone knock on the door, I knew it wasn’t Damien cause he doesn’t knock, its his room anyway, I watch as Clara place a glass of warm milk on the table.

“I didn’t ask for that” I told her.

“Deya said you would love it. She ask me to give it to you” She answered.

After she left I said a note of thank you and prayer to Deya for bringing me that, I really love milk but never got the luxury of drinking them every night.

I moan sounded behind me, I gave a startled gasp turning around to face the beast, I was so preoccupied with my thoughts that I hadn’t notice him walk into the room.

And the way he was staring at me made me feel concious and oddlyy excited, I clingy to the night gown as if it was a shield that would protect me from his hungry gaze, I mean what else can you do when a man started to stare at you like he wanted to devour you?.

“Damn! You look ravishing in that night gown” He murmur as he walk closer to me, my whole body dance in excitement and the silly inner whore in me was yawning to have his hands on me immediately.

Ever slowly he crease my cheek all this while not breaking high contact with me, I felt hot and cold at the same time, sexual tension hang in the air and as Damien lower his head to kiss me, my eyes flutter close.

He pause just as his lips wanted to meet mine, my eyes flutter back open, wondering why he stopped, we were so close if I move an inch then we will end up kissing anyway.

We both stare at each other for what seems like eternity.

He brush my hair away from my face, his eyes darting back and forth from my lips to my face.

“Tell me what you want me to do to you” He whispered huskily.

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Tbc.