For 350 years, Damian has shut himself off from love after becoming a werewolf and losing the only woman he ever cared for. But in modern-day Pennsylvania, he meets Abigail, his new personal assistant. Despite his toxic traits, he can't resist her charm and begins to rediscover what it means to love. Trouble arises when his past and nemesis caught up with him. Damian and Abigail find themselves facing a rough journey with many obstacles. Will Damian and Abigail be able to overcome this and find love? Or will Damian's past ruin everything they hold dear? Find out by reading.
View MorePOV ABIGAIL If Damian had listened to me when I told him that I had business to attend to, I wouldn't be alone with Bastián, it's so uncomfortable and difficult, we don't get along, but we try, he's like family, Damian surprised me today, he wanted to bring me here, to me who had to chase me to stay in his office. I look at the door, and the great CEO written on it, Bastián opens it, another impressive thing, Bastián polite, hard to believe, I know. “Damian, my love, I need you.” I'm the first to pass, I recognize that voice, it's her. My body remains static, I forgot how to move it, how to move my lips, speak. I confirm her presence, her curvy body in a very short black dress, heels and matching accessories, her raven hair falling in cascades over her left shoulder, her frivolous gaze finding me. She is sitting in Damian's booth. She makes me so angry, so angry. I bite my tongue. "What are you doing here?" I spit approaching her. Amelia smiles at me, “I remember you, the intrud
He makes me laugh, I sit next to him, I steal his glass of rum, I dare to take a sip."What's going on?" I asked, curious to know if he was really thinking about him.“I want power.” He mentions lost at that point in the room that consumes him.I frown, “Power?” I repeated, taking another sip.“And I'm going to have it” he looks at me as if I were a stranger, his eyes were so cold, so unknown that I wasn't his brother, he returns to that point where he is consumed in his thoughts, “Whatever it takes.”"You can count on me." I gave him my support, and extended the glass of rum to him. Bastián smiles at me, and he takes it, pouring all its contents into his mouth.“What do you mean I have a siphon nephew and I didn't know it?” He acts offended, but laughs again, smiles at me, “Zion is like me.”“It's a mini me, Bastian.” I reply having the creative genes of that child.“Physically yes,” he certifies, “In personality he is also like me.”I frowned, “How do you say he's like you?”“That h
DAMIAN. POV “Good morning, Bastian.” Abigail greets my brother, he smiles at her, and continues sunbathing, he is tanning, “And he stops calling me that.” He asks her, with a slightly annoyed tone.“Sister-in-law?” Bastián repeats, making me burn him with my eyes, she nods, it bothers her that I call her that, it bothered me too, Bastián smiles evil, I know that look, he spits venom, “It's just that Damian told me that you are his wife. ”I close my eyes cursing inside, it pisses me off that he says it so blatantly, with that mocking tone he always uses."That?" I heard Abigail's impression and absorbed expression, I looked dismayed, asking for answers.Bastián smiled like never before, he achieved what he wanted, and at the same time what I wanted, for Abigail to find out about my serious interest in her. But I won't let Bastian enjoy it, it wasn't the way, it wasn't the place, Zion is here, for God's sake!For this reason, and with the enormous anger that had been accumulated since
ABIGAIL POVI needed to be sure of his level of commitment to us.“Yes,” he says, “I want to be a good father, Abigail.”“And you will be,” I assured him, encouraging him, “I trust you.”He smiles wolfishly, getting closer, taking with his hand the end of the tie that encloses my body in the bathrobe, I would like him to untie it and leave my skin completely at the mercy of his big hands.And the only thing that stops him is Zion sleeping a few steps away from us, it would be very irresponsible to do adult things in front of our son, we would become bad parents. I ran my hand over his cheek, and he liked the feel of my skin, he closed his eyes and I couldn't look more helpless, more tender. I smiled more.Yes, Damian can be very difficult, hostile, cold, cruel. But he also had tenderness if you learned to see it."And I trust you." He lets me know, and one of his hands goes and touches my chin, and the other, in my carelessness, pushed me to him, to where he wanted me exactly, on his
ABIGAIL POVNatalie smiles at her, “It's not easy, but I'm learning to live with this, sometimes I can feel the magic of other witches, who they are and what spell they use, and I saw you, Asmeral” Asmeral swallows dryly, “I saw you protecting Abigail and his son.”"You have a son?" Bastián asked, babbling without missing the news placed on the table.“Yes,” Natalie answers, “A son Siphon.”“No,” Bastián covers his mouth with his hands, he is truly enjoying dinner, “Is it a siphon?”Damian notices my fear, and talks about it, “I hope I have your silence, Natalie, I don't want to be forced to hurt you.”Natalie smiles at him, “I won't say anything, but I would like to meet him.”“No,” I refused, she didn't give me confidence, I don't like her calmness, how she knows everything, “No.”Natalie lowers her face, and I know she likes to make me nervous, why does she do it?“I won't hurt him.”“I don't believe you, I'm sorry, you're a witch, and I don't want you around my son.” I stand up,
ABIGAIL. POV“Are you willing to love me?”I couldn't believe it. Damian doesn't know love, but the way he protects me, the way he cares about me and Zion, our son.“Completely, Abigail.” he promised, and I honestly believed him.I trust him.But…“You're going to have to prove it,” I stepped aside, “I'll set the table.”I dedicated myself to organizing the table, placing the dishes, glasses, forks, knives and spoons, everything necessary for us to have a pleasant dinner, although I sense that Bastián and Asmeral will not do their part to ensure peace at the table. Damian served, and reached for a bottle of wine.It was fascinating to meet that tender Damian who wanted to convince me that he love me, the warmth of his hands, the security in his eyes, his manly voice sounding so careful. Simply fascinating. And I believe him, but I have to pressure him to think about giving me a place in his life outside of bed, because he could also be needing to be with a woman and that's why he pers
ABIGAIL POV“Don't be angry, but my body is better, and it's been like a stone for 400 years.” He jokes, laughing alone, he notices that no one is following him and asks us, “A question, where did they put the fun people?” “I want to organize a party.”“400 years?” I said stunned, mouth agape. Living that amount of time is impossible.“Don't look at me like that, I didn't know Adam and Eve.” he gets angry, and goes to lie down on the couch.I look for Damian, I'm still shocked by his brother's age.“This is Natalie, she will stay with us tonight,” Damian tells me, before feeling his hand on my waist, holding me possessively, “You obeyed me.”I nod, blushing, “It was dangerous to leave here, I wouldn't expose Zion like that.”"Good girl." he smiles and walks past me, leaving me alone.I move to the living room, there our two tenants were arguing, and a girl was mediating with it. Asmeral insulted Bastian, and Natalie laughed and calmed Bastian down.“Why are you such an idiot?” Asmera
ABIGAIL POVDon't leave here, don't do this, don't do that. My life moves at the mercy of Damian, he thinks he owns me, and the situation I am in does not favor my freedom and autonomy, I can't leave here, but I need clothes, my things, and Zion the same. Precisely because of him I can't leave here, we have all the covens of witches looking for us in the sky, sea and land, and in places where there is no place, everywhere. It's overwhelming being locked up here.No.The overwhelming thing has been accepting this new life.“Mom, will I be going to school soon?” Zion asks me, his breath warms my chest, he is lying on top of me, holding me.I stroke his golden hair.“We will go to school soon, but for now, we have to wait for Asmeral.” I explained, sweetly. And even though Zion was sad, I don't worry, because he will end up understanding.Asmeral is the only witch I trust, she is the only one who can help Zion, although my son has magical gifts, but he looks like any other child, I think
DAMIAN POV “But it wasn't always like this, right, Damian?” my brother returns, alluding to that time when he was a heartthrob, I rejected many girls, but I feel like he talks about something else.“We weren't talking about me, but about you, the feared Bastian.”“The first heretic.”I frown.“Are you a heretic?” I questioned.“You were going to be too,” he confesses, “But I was the only one who survived, and that makes me the most powerful.”“I have enough of being a werewolf.” He grumbled, I just wanted to be a normal human, and while being a werewolf has come with eternal life, it's not the same if you spend that eternity in fear of being discovered.“It's never enough, little brother,” he teaches me lessons in greed, “imagine being able to control when you convert and when you don't.”It makes me look at him, “That's impossible.”“Not for a heretic, I can control my transformation, I have control of my wolf gene.”I think about things, I could perfectly lead my life as a human, w
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