~Viola pov~
“Is this okay?” He asked as we moved closer to the lake, he intertwined her fingers with mine and it fit perfectly.
I nods and smiled at him.
“I used to come here a lot, with my dad, the young me. We came here to fish every Saturday, we would have a camp, lit fires and eat up the fish we caught and go home with nothing with her book tagging along.” Damien smiled at the end, his smile was breathtaking.
I barely smiles and he was smiling now at the memories.
“How long was that?” I asked with curiosity burning in my gaze.
“About hundreds of years ago?” He chuckled at his reply.
My jaw is slacked as I stared at him, it couldn’t be he was that old. His eyes were around, viewing the spot we were.
“Come.”
He walked away from there, there was a blanket spread on the ground where he took me, I wondered how it got there. He kicks off his shoes and sat down, I sat down beside him. And looked around where he took me, it was gorgeous and seemed unreal like we were covered in fairytales.
And this place had been here for a long yet it hasn’t lost its glory, it felt magical.
“This is the heart of our pack.”
The heart of the pack, this is a special place to him and he brought me here, I couldn’t handle how sweet this was.
“Tell me about yourself?” He asked and I freeze.
“What do you want to know?” I tried not to fidget with my hands and had my gaze lowered to the ground.
“Anything, about you, I want to know everything about you.“
I was unable to say a word for a minute.
This is the part where I’ve to lie.
“I...I was thirteen when I found myself with Cranon, our pack was attacked and I don’t remember what happened I passed out in the fire, I was locked in the room but the fire broke in.” My hand went to my shoulders and I slide a finger in my dress, revealing my shoulders that held the scars of that night.
“A got a burn.” It’s still hurts each time I touch it, I reminded of that night.
It wasn’t entirely a lie. Damien's gaze softens at me. I covered them back.
“Then was how I began living with Cranon, I stayed with him for five years.” I stared at my hands when I was done talking. Damien’s hands cupped my face and stared deeply into my eyes, my mouth is slightly parted as I watched him, pull himself closer to me.
I’m holding my breath as to how close he was to me.
“I’ve got a favorite color now, and that’s the color of your eyes.” His breath is against my face and his pointed nose touches mine.
I felt the tightness in my stomach, I gulp down nervously, his forehead was placed against mine and his breathing hoarsely behind my ears.
“What are you doing to me?”
I could feel the burns in my cheeks as he stares at my lips.
“Viola.” He growled.
My legs are held together and I won’t give to hear him growl between my legs.
”King Damien!” The voice calls out loud and Damien withdraws from me. I sprung to my feet and swept the lost hair off my face neatly behind my ears.
Damien slowly rises and walked ahead, I followed him quietly.
“Not everyone can come here.” He frowned at the voice intruder, who was looking for Damien.
“Lucas?” Damien called when the voice became familiar and close.
“Oh, I thought I would find you here. Hi Vee.”
Lucas waved at me, and Damien didn’t like that because he growls at him and Lucas dropped his hands with a soft smile.
“What is it?”
“Bianca, you might...” He walked to Damien and whispered something into his ears which I couldn’t hear.
I couldn’t believe Lucas ruined this moment I was having with Damien.
“Why didn’t you tell him you’re the daughter of an Alpha?” Lana asked with a snarl.
“Damien hates us, what do you think he would do to me when he found out my father was a strong Alpha king?” I asked back.
“He would have killed you,” Lana answered truthfully.
“He knows I haven’t wolfed out yet, he had seen the scars on me and the wound I got from Roland hasn’t healed yet. I can tell with the way he looks at me, am just a helpless, lost puppy in his eyes, a weak omega.” I stared at his broad back as he leaned closer and talked in a hushed voice with Lucas.
“When are you gonna keep lying to him?” Lana inquired with a snort.
“Till I’m sure he’s ready to accept me as his mate, then I’ll tell him the truth.” I smiled softly at him.
I have no plans of changing those thoughts yet, if that would make me get closer to him, I don’t mind at all.
“You don’t mind the percussions?” Lana argues.
“We would think about that when the time comes but now, I only want to get closer to Damien.” And hopefully, Lucas is doing what I asked him to.
“I don’t like this Vee,” she purrs.
“Don’t worry Lana, if anything happens you’re gonna protect me,” I assure her.
Damien turned and caught me staring at him.
“Let’s go, bumpkin.” He stated. I nodded, seeing the tops of my cheeks as I followed them out to where Lucas said he parked the car.
I sat on the back of the truck and Lucas was driving us back to the mansion.
“Would you like some music?” Lucas stared at me over the mirror while I was struggling to deal with the seatbelt and gave up when I couldn’t do it.
“Yes, please.” I grinned brightly.
“It’s too loud, turn it off.” Damien turned it down himself before the music could play.
Lucas shrugged with a knowing smile at me.
I chuckled softly.
The grumpy King.