Damon's POV; (Finally, I know right!¡)

Get your damn ass up, Dylan barked, before the sun could grace me with it's annoying rays.

I grumble irritably, muttering some cusses at Dylan angrily while rolling my head around on my pillow at the same time. Resting my head on the pillow with my hand tucked beneath and while breathing in through my nose, something soft landed directly on my face, covering it whole.

"What the-?" I swear, brushing the thing off. In one quick jarring motion I had shoved it off my face and rolled my eyes to my left grudgingly.Her chocolate kissed hair was brushed upwards, revealing her backless dress that was dipped down till her waist and that I would've killed to open.

Because of her back being practically inches away, her clear silicone bra was sharply visible with my adjusted wolf sight. Her strapped constricted with every breath she took, making the temptation even worse.

My eyebrows rose greedily and just when my fingers were millimeters away, Dylan began his usual Mate rant.

Don't you dare! Can't you see that she's sleeping? You can't just touch her like a creep when she's asleep! He scolded like the over protective mother he is.

Oh, just shut up! Spare me in the morning at least from your daily lectures! I grunt through gritted teeth before blocking him out.

I steal a last glance at my easy ticket for some quick pleasure before hopping out of bed. I had decided that keeping her away from me would inflict more pain, not just for her but for her wolf as well and that would eventually lead to her desperation for me to increase.

Also because I knew if I did lay a finger on her when Dylan wouldn't have wanted, he would've killed me, just with his lectures alone. After dealing with that, I hopped out of bed wearing a tight scowl upon my face as the sunlight poured in.

Muttering as many swear words as I could, I drag myself to the shower where I stripped out of my tuxedo and jump in to the flow of steaming water. Like about 5 minutes later, I was stepping out of the shower with only a single towel wrapped around my waist. Beads of water slipped from my scalp, down my toned chest to where they meet the towel and dissolved.

I brushed my teeth and ran a hand through my wet hair before unlocking the door and meeting the cool outside breeze, along with the heavenly scent of freshly plucked roses blended with the scent of vanilla.

While trudging to the closet, from the corner of my eye I spotted her chest rise and drop with very breath, making me stop on my tracks.

I swear her scent was enhancing my sense in ways I didn't believe were even possible. My mind froze, starting to think about her intoxicating scent and how her hourglass like body would've perfectly melted with mine. The thought of her body pressed against mine was desirable enough but to think, that her scent was now woven amongst the bed sheets was gnawing at me. I wanted to caress her face and weave my fingers through those locks of dark swirls.Her silky feather-like hair scattered over my pillow, her backless back against the mattress, the sheets coiled around her waist.

For once, I was actually jealous of the sheets coiled around her, for they were allowed to touch her in ways I couldn't. After god knows how long, I finally snapped out of her trance wearing a tighter scowl than before.

She's not suppose to weaken us, I spat disgustedly, repeating it over and over in my mind as I yanked out my clothes from their hangers and wore them.

I step out of the closet seconds later fully dressed, along with my desires finally under control, hopefully. Suddenly it felt as if the temperature had increased and the collar of my dress shirt was suddenly itching to come undone.

I had only glanced at her to reconfirm that they were truly under my control but she was now rolled to her right with her back facing me, not helping the slightest. Her gentle breathing causing more havoc than necessary.

Driven with despair, I rush out the door, down the stairs to the kitchen. During the entire way down, her remaining smell was still lingering directly under my nose and visions of her body clouding my mind.

Deciding breakfast wasn't going to help with her scent literally above me and still on my mind, I avert my route to the garage instead so I could just leave this hell hole. I rush past the various models and styles of cars, to the end where my office car sat.

Starting my black Ferrari and steering it out -before reaching the main gate, the gates yawned opened with a speeding BMW approaching us.

Steering to my left and overtaking the side, our cars pause side to side.

"Morning Brother," he perked, with a satisfied smirk. His eyes were flushed with alcohol as well his voice.

"Shut up." I retort smoothly, making him straighten up.

"Who peed in your Cheerios?" He mused with wide eyes, taking a sip of his flask.

"Didn't I tell you just to shut up?" I prod angrily, boring my eyes into his. "Just go and deal with her. Tell her everything she wants to know but not where I am. Can you manage that much!"

Before I could hear his reply I step on the gas pedal moving away at a rapid rate, dashing out the wide gates.

You know she had a name right? Kaden responds via mind-link.

Like I didn't know, I mutter, gripping the steering wheel harder. I block him while driving to the Pack office which was about 10 mins away. Luckily the influence of her scent was slowly terminating on my senses, rewarding me back with full self control.

As satisfaction washes over me a tall glass structure, standing strong and independent comes into view -surrounded by sky high evergreen trees. When the gate to my office coming into a few meters distance, they simply sprang open beforehand. I drove and parked in my reversed parking spot in the front of the building and kill the engine.

Springing out I see my secretary Tracy, happily clicking her heels while approaching me with her clipboard and her flirtatious bronze eyes begging for attention.

"Good Morning my Alpha," she arches her head down slightly, smiling coldly.

She wore a deep red sleeveless blouse which also had a golden zipper slicing down the front, that was neatly tucked into the pocket of her black pencil skirt which was hugging her waist down to her mid- thigh.

Her blouse's front zipper was down about 4 centimeters, giving a clear view of the interior and clothes beneath when she arched over.

Just when I started to brighten up and began to think that my day would go by great, guess who came bursting back!

Fuck off Tracy, Dylan screamed making her flinch back surprisingly with her bronze plated eyes wide.

She fumbled while trying to brush her straightened blond hair back uncovering some last night hickeys turning purple along her neck.

"Forgive me Alpha. I-," she stuttered. "I came here to inform you of an issue that recently occured-"

"That's Kaden job to handle!" I inform her, sweeping past her up the flight of stairs.

The guards do their usual routine; bow, open the door, and the lock the door afterwards, sealing the outside away. Everyone stands and mutters their greetings but ignoring them all, I take the elevator up to the 30th floor to where my office stood. Seconds later, I arrive and eagerly dash out the elevator. Thank the gods above, for when I made this office I had reversed the entire floor to myself. My body tiredly gave up and slumped down in my chair allowing myself to sink in. Just when I was catching some blissfully relief, the phone rang.

"God damnnit!" I swear while pressing the speaker button. "Who the fuck is it!"

It was Tracy's cat like voice, asking for permission to enter my floor. Sighing, I allow her. I could hear the ding of the elevator instantly, following along with the sound of her pencil heels hitting the hard floor.

"Alpha," she purrs, flashing her cat-like smile. Her clipboard gone and her hair thrown to one side, revealing one entire side of past love bites. It was if the morning occurrence had been wiped from existence.

"What is it Tracy?" I ask rather harshly, not in the mood for playing games with her.

She didn't seem to mind my cold tone as she rose her head. "Beta Kaden called. He said I take the matter to the Alpha to be dealt with."

"What is it?" I feel my pressure rising to my face but I try to keep it within its limit. I could imagine Kaden's crooked little smile glaring at me.

"After your departure with the Luna, there was an attack on the SilverRose Pack in the church," she spat the word Luna and SilverRose, empathizing her hatred. "Within that attack, one Alpha and Luna were severely injured, while the others remained in tact."

She rolled her eyes like it was a boring history report she was forced to announce. I sneer at that. It was true I wanted the SilverRose Pack under the RedBlood name and control, so the news of their survival was quite devastating. Nevertheless, I had their precious sister.

"Which Luna and Alpha?" I ask curiously. Secretly I wished why couldn't it be all three Alphas and their Mates, but alas, I needed to know.

"Alpha Zayn and Luna Christina." She huffed tiredly. "They're not Mates."

"I know that darling," I wink, keeping my tone neutral while making some colour rise to her cheeks.

"Where you the one who--" she stopped mid sentence for me to fill in the dots.

"Alas no, my darling." I frown, fiddling with the glass ball on my tabletop. "But whoever did this was smart enough to plan it when we weren't here."

She slipped her glasses off while shrugging her long platinum hair back. She locked eyes with me as she took a seat on one of the chairs, and placed her perfectly manicured nail under her cheek. I lean back on my hair, studying her movements.

"That's not all my Alpha," she adds, examining her nails. "They suspect us behind the attack because of the dead wolfs found, had our marking on their filthy bodies." Her eyes flash.

"Hmph," I sneer standing up with my hands deep in the folds my pockets and turning around to gaze out at the view from my large glass -which practically surrounding the entire floor. From the vantage point, it displayed the entire area surrounding the building making it the perfect place to spot movement from a mile away.

"Foolish Alphas," I scoff. "If I wanted to conquer their Pack entirely, I would've done the job right and eliminated them all by now. I wouldn't have left a single pup alive in that case."

I feel her nails trace my shoulder blades, despite the dress shirt and black vest clinging over my body.

"Oh my Alpha. We could fix that," I could feel her mouth twitch into a crooked grin while she rested her head on my back with her hands hugging my shoulders from under my arms.

FUCK OFF Bitch before I fucking throw you out this window! Dylan growled, returning with full power, along with stabbing throb in the back my head.

She instantly released me, stepping away like I was bomb ready to explode at any second.

"Leaveeeee," I hiss, feeling Dylan's words force themself out of my lips.

His grasp grew and grew by the second, giving me a headache. Rage began to flicker in my eyes as Dylan's control constricted around me, suffocating me. My eyes squeezed shut as I hear Tracy's heels flee the floor. My hands were on my table, my back arched over and my lungs begging for air.

What's wrong with you? I snarl breathlessly. The air in the room seemed to have dropped and become stuffy and a challenge to breathe.

Our Mate. She's in trouble, you have to go to her! He complained. I tug on my collar, trying to rip to free from my neck. It felt like a snake, coiling itself around my neck and slowly tightening and releasing its grip.

She's fine! It's you, whose not! I defend, rubbing my temple.

No no no you dumbass! She's not. She's dying! Go to her! He panted. For a second, I though it was him who couldn't breathe either considering the way he pleaded me to go to her. Taking advantage of my thinking, Dylan managed to sneak up and seize my control and from while I was the one hovering in the back.

Oh come on you Romeo! She's fine now! Give me my control back! I threaten lousily as he was to busy flexing my fingers, testing his control to bother.

"Oh not now," he replied with a smug look lightening his face. "Not till I see my Mate you bastard."

He climbed down 30 flights of stairs -or more likely, skipped 17 of those stairs-, and hopped into my or now, his car. He sped away in lightening speed with me lingering in the back of his mind, and with me not enjoying a moment.

Heyyy. You wanna know something? I cheer, hoping to caught his attention.

What? He asked clearly unamused, his entire concentration given to the road.

You know that you're an ass right and that I hate you, I inform him with false pleasure.

Good to know,and for your info. I deeply despise you too, he barks, slowing the vehicle down.

Oddly familiar silver platted gates flash into sight, and when they stretched apart, I was greeted with a familiar structure that I without hesitation recognized.

You said she was in danger, I retorted furiously, my jaw tightening.

I did, he replied, steering the car to the front porch.

She's at home, I exclaim, my voice loudening. Kaden's here with her, so how is she suppose to be in danger?!

He chews his lip, his eyes darting back and forth surveying the surrounding.

Just because she's home, doesn't mean she's safe. Can't you feel her breathing aching with agony from within her rib cage? Can't you feel her breathing coming out hard and escaping her lips softly?

I scoff, rolling my eyes making his jaw twitch. You're a bastard of a Mate.

I know Dylan, I know, I sigh. It's my part of my desirable nature.

Now it was his turn to roll his eyes. You remember what her brother had said when you first meet her?

He steps out the car, banging the door shut and jogging up the stairs. If I remember correctly. They said to stay the F away from her which you by the way, are doing the opposite of what they had said.

Shut up, he growls frustratingly, jolting the door open. He rises his nose, sniffing the air cautiously.

What it is?! Can you smell her cooking from here? Is she making pancakes, cause if is she is then I'm starving, I realize, making his pace quicken in the direction of the kitchen.

It's WolfsBane you moron, he snarls, making my eyes darken as well as my fist. He rushes to the kitchen, his steps quickening and arriving just in time for us to see the scene unfold.

My Mate looked younger curled and shriveled up in a ball with her knees to her chest, her back arched against the cabinets, tears flickering off her lashes.

Her eyes were glued shut with her face twitching from agony, changing every second. A growl erupts from my throat, enhancing Dylan's growl as well making it ring more vividly.

My Mate grimaced from our voice, shaking her head furiously as of her head couldn't abide from our voice. My headache had driven past the tolerating point and had now left behind a mild and manageable throb.

The WolfsBane had caused our headache and breathing problem earlier, he informed, passing a daggered glare at Kaden -who casually shrugged away.

Leila -who was kneeling besides her-shifted uncomfortably from the sight of me. She murmured Alpha after rising and stepping away, going me access to step in.

My feet -unwillingly- moved to her side and my arms heaved her petite body against mine as I carried her bridal style to our room.

She whimpered, and nuzzled her head in the crack of my neck searching for comfort. Dylan forced me to rest my chin on her forehead as I coaxed her.

It's all right. I'm here now, I wanted to breath with her hair scattered around me and her scent hovering over me but Dylan prevented me, blocking my into my own darkness. .....

Hey my Owls! How are you guys?

I was just.......curious you could say -and wanted to know if you owls shipped Nora with Damon or not?¿

I know his characters not the best 'suited' for Nora but I just wanted your opinions on him and his wolf.

And also I wished if you guys could comment up this chapter with your comments because I have a goal of receiving 35 comments from you owls, for this chapter!

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