Chapter 16: Come back baby

SAMARAH'S POV -

"But I didn't think that those feelings instead of fading away would just get deeper. Then the moment you claimed me, I got too ecstatic. I could have called you mine right away but I wasn't sure whether you would have favoured it then or even now.", Damon hastily finished, even though I felt my heart's erratic beating and everything appeared to be in slow motion, and he remained gazing at the floor below our feet.

I couldn't believe that I had heard the Hercules of a man confess his overwhelming feelings for me that he had had all this while........even though I had claimed him against his will and I had felt nothing but guilty from then onwards. But upon hearing his words, every inch of my brain stopped working as my body seemed to act on their own.

I felt my hand gently trace his jaw line. " No Damon. I would actually be very happy if you called me yours. But the fact remains" , damn brain again came back from the grave and ceased my heart from starting a soap opera," that all these feeling are very new to me as well as very deep. So, I would really like to take things slow."

Damon's eyes finally met mine as he pulled me into a deep long embrace before I shakily whispered into his ears against his hair," Di.... Did you notice what just happened?"

"Huh what?", was all he said, eyes still closed, locking me a little tighter in his string arms.

"Nevermind", I replied casually because I knew something was shifting in me and I knew it wasn't all in my head as I saw the things shaking then. I would do d that out soon enough but for now I wanted to rest

I snuggled closer to Damon, breathing in his scent before it calmed me down enough to make me fall asleep.

DAMON'S POV -

I held Samarah as close to me as I possibly could because I did not know what lay in the road ahead of us. I didn't want to loose her.

Not now. Not ever. My breath hitched as my memory flashed back to a few moments ago when Samarah had shaken things with nothing more than her voice.

It was not something very ordinary as I had made it seem to her.

In reality I was tensed for it could turn about to be.....no no no.

First I should make sure of it before assuming.....well, anything. I noiselessly placed Samarah's head down on the soft pillow from my arm and crept out of the room.

'I have to get as much information on the situation as I could.', I thought before pacing my way over to the library. Then the sight which lay before me made my jaw drop. I saw Ken with his hands tightly pressed against Kendall's back while her face clashed into his.

What on earth was happening!?!!

I had always assumed Ken to be gay due to his lack of interest in women who practically keep throwing themselves at him.

Then their heads suddenly shot up as they slowly turned towards my direction, bodies entwined.

"Oh don't mind me. I was just passing by. Please continue.", I had almost let out a chuckle before speeding away, leaving them with deep blushes on their face as they frantically tried to dislodge from each other.

KENDALL'S POV -

I saw a familiar scene before me. Blood was gushing out from Samarah's neck. But this time I was alone. There was no Damon or Miranda to help me this time and everything was pitch black. Everything, except for Samarah's lifeless body as she stepped towards me. Too stunned to do anything, I took a step back, away from her only to regret it.

I saw the familiar figure lurking in the shadows stealthily before pouncing at Samarah. But instead of Samarah, I saw its claws land on Luce Mia and I felt my essence being ripped out.

I woke up with tears streaming down my face and headed off in full werewolf sprint, tearing the clothes off me as my silver and golden streak covered fur glistened in the light. All I knew was that I had to go to Luce Mia even though I didn't know where she was.

I continued to sprint across the hallway in a mad rush, trying to get any whiff of Miranda in the air. Then I felt two strong hands grab me tightly at the back. I growled as I turned my head back to see who it was.

Then I found myself struggling to breathe as I encountered the angel's face again. But even that wasn't calming me down totally as I still tried to scurry away in a desperate attempt to meet Miranda.

And I had almost managed to wriggle myself free from him when he pressed his lips against my ears as he replied in a husky tone," People here are not fully aware of who you are and sauntering about like that will just invite you and Luce Mia's exposure as well as trouble for the others."

I stilled at his words, suddenly, feeling like dead weight as he spoke again. Softer this time, "Please stop....you need to take care of yourself.........before you look after others." And with that my wolf instincts completely left me as I transformed into my human form.

Only to feel being fiercely hugged by two hands which pushed me further into him as his body engulfed mine completely. Then my heart dropped to my stomach as I witnessed Ken's hands leave me for sometime before he opened his shirt and wrapped me in it.

Again hands returning to wrap me in a warm hug as my hands limply hung at my sides. I realized that after turning back into my human form, I didn't have a single scrap of clothing on me.

Being with the pack for several years, this felt normal as everyone transformed frequently and often did not have spare clothes on them.

But being in front of him made me highly self aware; as well as blush like crazy.

Moreover,the sight of him topless was already making me weak in my knees, so I was very thankful for his iron - grip on me.

And then I felt my heart stop as I felt a pair of distant eyes on me.

I noticed that jerk Damon staring at us with his mouth agape. Then I felt Ken's muscle tense up against me as he too spotted Damon. I hoped that Damon would just disappear into thin air or turn into a bat and fly out of the damn chimney for God's sake.

But just leave me in my bliss.

"Oh! Don't mind me. I was just passing by.", I heard him mutter as he sped off.

FUCK THAT JERK.

He had to ruin my moment. In that case I should have broken the damn door and walked in on him and Samarah instead of waiting patiently behind it.

But the damage had been done as I realized Ken trying to tear off from me but a bit hesitantly. I tried to dislodge from him but failed miserably as I stumbled on my own and just dug my nails deeper into his chest for support. The transformation and fatigue from the car ride had made me weak.

He swiftly placed his hand on my lower back to help me steady myself before he spoke," Now, don't mind it but I don't think that you walking now is good so.....", he trailed off fishing his hands under me .

Then he carried me bridal style into his arms. My heart thumped wildly in my chest and my gaze refused to meet his as he looked down at my face for a tad second before setting his gaze straight ahead and trudging towards my room, albeit begrudgingly slow.

And I wished he would just use his vampiric speed to get there as soon as possible because as much as I like to revel at the feeling of being in his arms, this was becoming embarrassing for me.

After very long (a few) torturous minutes of several sneak peeks of his chest and lips and my cheeks undergoing various shades of pink, I was finally met with the entrance to my room. I was welcoming the feeling of being back on my feet again.

But instead I was only left with the anticipation of being put down as he carried me to my bed with long strides.

'Wait....what?!!', I thought, eyes almost popping out of my sockets before he almost threw me on my bed and I landed with an "Ouch!".

I hurriedly covered myself up to my chin as he headed towards the closet and after rummaging through it, brought me a red crop top alongwith a pair of black (a little too short) shorts.

"Now that you have something to wear; can I have my shirt back?", he said with an icy contempt glancing away from me.

"Right now?", I asked feeling dejected as well the weariness in my body which made not want to lift a single muscle.

He almost choked when I said this, as he corrected me with big and surprised eyes," No...no of course not right now. Just return me........whenever you are doing using it."

With that, he bent down towards me, his face inches away from mine as he fixed the sheets occasionally glancing at me for a few seconds.

Then as if instinctively, I arched a little towards him and he stopped whatever he was doing to look at me. Before long though, he pulled back wordlessly and strode out of the room, closing the door behind him.

And just like that I was left again yearning for more of him as my alpha urges grew stronger.

Note: In this book alpha is referred to those werewolves who have a dominant nature. This is mostly seen in pack leaders and their offsprings. Alphas can mate with betas and omegas but usually avoid mating with other alphas as the pair can become too obsessive and possessive of each other.

Moreover, if they mate then one of alphas has to let go of their nature and adopt the role of an omega as forced upon them by the bond. This is not an easy task for any alpha. Alphas usually possess a rough outward demeanour but are very caring towards their loved ones.