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"W-Who?" I stammered, not trusting myself to do anything else.

"Don't go anywhere," Damien frowned. "I need to check if anyone's here."

I didn't want him to leave me and go, but I knew that I had to. He wouldn't listen to me anyways. I was shivering and it wasn't because of the cold. The message was for one of us. Was it for me? Was it Rick? Or was it someone from Damien's past. Somehow, it seemed highly unlikely.

I walked to the door, the strong stench of blood making me nauseous. I wrinkled my nose, just as Damien came back. He caught the smell too and his face twisted with disgust.

"Did you find anything?" I asked, moving next to him.

He shook his head. "Whoever it was, covered their tracks very well. Do you think it’s someone you know?" I knew what he was implying at. Rick. Would Rick do anything like that? Would he really stoop so low?

I shook my head, "I really don't think its Rick."

Damien's eyes flashed with anger when I mentioned Rick's name. But a part of me knew that Rick wouldn't do anything like that. He may have wanted me, but he never came back after that night when I left him. He didn't say anything, but lead me inside through the back door.

"Pack your stuff," He said. "We will go to your place, I'll have one of the warriors look into it tomorrow." I nodded and tossed some of my clothes as well as his into a bag and walked down. I took off my heels and I was ready to go.

"Do you think that it’s Rick?" I asked as he started driving to my house.

He gave me a sidelong look. "Honestly, I don't know."

The drive to my house was silent. It was becoming painfully obvious to me that Damien didn't want to talk. I looked out of the window at the cars passing by. Sometimes that reminded me of how our lives were.

It was as if life was passing us by so quickly, we failed to notice anything. It was just a blur of lights, a disoriented melody. And we like it and hated it. We like it fast, we like it slow. My mind went back to this evening. It seemed so slow, the teasing, Damien driving me to the edge, and coming home to find that.

An involuntary shiver passed through me. I wrapped my arms around myself. I didn't even realize that we were outside my house until Damien opened the door and held out his hand. "Hanna."

My eyes snapped up to his. I took his hands, the electricity and tingles passing through me like lightening. I gasped and his eyes darkened. He pulled me out of the car and almost dragged me to the front door.

"Where are your keys?" Damien asked.

"Uh..." I tried to remember. They were in my purse, my other purse. "Other purse."

"Don't you have any other key? A duplicate?"

"Rick had one and Tyler had one." I rambled. "And..." I failed to notice how tightly Damien's fists were clenched together and his eyes were spitting fire. "Wait! I got it!"

I walked to the back of the house and took out the spare key from under the garage door. I turned around, running smack into Damien. He pulled me back and I was against the garage door. His angry lips met mine and I fumbled. He kissed me like his life depended on it. His tongue intruded my mouth without as much as a whisper.

I groaned. He kissed me harder, his hands roaming my body. I moaned out his name, latching my arms around his neck. My hands tangled in his hair, my fingers running through the strands.

"We need to get inside," he muttered, suddenly pulling back. I nodded. Quietly we walked to the front door, and unlocked the door. We walked inside in freaky silence. My eyes scanned the house as if expecting someone to pop out any moment.

"No one's here." Damien stated.

"Do you want something to drink?" I asked, walking into the kitchen. I hadn't been here for days and I didn't want to think what state my fridge was in.

"No."

"Something to eat?" I asked.

"We just ate Hanna."

I nodded. I could feel him behind me. His hands trapped me and I turned around. There it was. The unmistakable lust in his eyes, but also the hesitation. I frowned. Why was he hesitating?

"Uh..." I stammered. "Do you want to do anything?"

"Sleep," was his flat reply.

"Sleep?" my eyebrows rose in disbelief.

"Yes Hanna," Damien said.

"I want you to make me forget," I whispered. His eyebrows furrowed. I leaned up and kissed the small frown in between his eyebrows. "Take me to bed and make me forget everything but you. Make me forget my name, make me forget where I am."

Damien's eyes darkened further with lust. "You sure?"

I didn't reply, instead I pressed my lips to his. He instantly kissed me back furiously. I undid the buttons of his shirt quickly, wanting to feel the plains of his chest against my palm. I splayed my hands across his chest, loving when he groaned against my lips. He moved his lips from mine and moved them down my jaw, my throat. He kissed the soft spot near my ear, making me moan. I ran my fingernails across his nipples, pulling softly.

Suddenly, Damien threw me across his shoulder, making me squeal. He smacked my ass, close to my burning core. I moaned, a heady mix of Damien and lust settling upon me. He put me down at the edge of the bed. I quickly took off my dress and stood up. Only in my heels and panties. Damien's eyes darkened with lust. I bent down to take off my heels, but Damien stopped me.

"Leave them on."

I peeked at him through my lashes, worrying my bottom lip with my teeth, knowing how much that turned him on. Damien slowly walked up to me and pulled me in his arms. He kissed me hard, making me lose my breath.

"How do you want me to take you Hanna?" he asked, nipping my bottom lip. I moaned, not able to answer his question. "Hard and fast? Slow and soft?"

"Please..." I moaned, not knowing what wanted. Only sensations overpowered me.

"Tell me Hanna," Damien growled, losing his patience.

"Hard," I gasped.

I wasn't ready for what happened next. I was on the bed and Damien tore my panties off. I moaned as his hard, unrelenting fingers found my wet pussy.

He thrust two fingers in, fast before slowly pulling out. He thrust them fast again and I realized his game. He continued his pounding rhythm, making me gasp and writhe under his touch. His mouth found my hard nipples and he sucked on them, making me moan and my body bucked off the bed.

His blazing eyes met mine. "Your mine, only mine."

I nodded, hardly forming the words. "Yes, Yours."

"Mine," Damien snarled, "If I hear you talk about any other man, I swear to god..."

"I'm yours," I gasped. "You-- Ah!"

He entered me in one deep, hard thrust and I moaned. He pounded me with an almost punishing rhythm. I moaned and screamed, trying to catch my breath. His hands found my clit and he pinched it, making me gasp in delight. My legs wrapped themselves around his hips and my heels pushed him further into me.

"Damien!" I screamed as I came, a powerful orgasm ripping me apart.

Two hard thrusts later, he emptied himself in me, kissing me deeply. He pulled out and I winced, the soreness already hitting me.

"Shower?" he smirked, but I shook my head. A yawn escaped my lips and I blushed, making him chuckle. "Sleep?"

I nodded eagerly, and he laughed, kissing my forehead. He got up and I frowned. He chuckled at me, before taking off my heels. My eyes widened as I realized that I had my heels on and his ass... Damien noticed my expression, and shook his head at me. Telling me not to worry.

My heels fell to the floor and Damien laid down beside me, pulling the blanket up.

"I'm so sorry," I apologized, "I should have realized... Oh god..."

"Relax Hanna," Damien laughed. "It's okay. Didn't feel a thing."

I raised my eyebrows, wanting to say something, but he silenced me by kissing my lips. When he pulled back, I grumbled, "You still owe me twenty questions."

"Ask away," Damien laughed.

"Your favorite color?" I asked.

"Anything you wear," Damien answered, going all cheesy on me. I smiled at him.

"Favorite movie?"

"Isn't this game supposed to go both ways?" Damien asked, amused.

I scowled at him. "My game, my rules. Now answer the question."

"Okay, relax. Movie? I don't watch movies."

"You're boring," I commented and Damien scowled.

"Let’s sleep Hanna," he suggested. "We both have work tomorrow."

I frowned. Work. I wasn't really looking forward to work. I had given them a notice, but I wasn't sure if I had a job anymore or not. I decided not to tell Damien this, it would only worry him. Instead, I cuddled him and fell into a dreamless slumber.

Damien.

I ROUNDED THE HOUSE ONCE AGAIN. I was waiting for the Warriors to arrive. The Warriors were a part of every territory. They were skilled fighters and trackers. We had to be ready to catch people from other territories, who weren't supposed to be there. The Warriors lived a normal life, without any interruptions, but this was a big deal. It was their Alpha Female.

"Alpha," Titus greeted me as he walked towards me. "What's the emergency?"

"I think my mate is in danger," I answered. His face registered surprise when I said mate, but he shrugged it off quickly. "Look."

I showed him the writing from last night. The blood had dried, the stench worse. He wrinkled his nose, but then frowned. I trusted Titus to solve this. He was one of our strongest warriors, the best even.

"It’s deer blood," Titus said. "The wolf would have hunted the deer only minutes before writing this. Left handed person. I'm going to check the inside of the house and the surroundings."

I nodded. Minutes later Titus came out of the house and ran around it. He went into the forest, while I watched him. My phone rang and I looked down. Hanna.

"Hey," I answered, instantly smiling.

"Damien!" she exclaimed happily. "I miss you! Work is so boring. I know I told you I don't want to be those stay at home mates, but right now I'm considering it. I feel like a fucking slave! Its only lunch yet, would you believe that. And I cannot even work, without you invading my mind. How's work for you? Is that receptionist of yours flirting with you? Tell her that you have an amazing mate you love very much an--"

I cut off her rambling. "Hanna, honey, relax. Did you eat?"

She laughed. "I'm sorry. Yeah, I'm eating right now, but I missed you. Are you busy?"

"No," I answered. "You won't be a good at home mate, I don't want you to burn the house down bunny."

She gasped. "You hurt my feelings Mister."

"Saying it like it is baby," I smirked.

"How's work?" she asked. I considered telling her the truth, but decided against it. She would keep worrying.

"Good. A lot to do." I lied, not liking it.

"Alpha-" I heard Titus behind me. I turned around and raised my finger, pointing to the phone.

"Baby, I have to go," I said, "I'll pick you up at six okay?"

She sounded so sad, it broke my heart. "Six? Promise?"

"I swear. Now go work!" I said and hung up, knowing she wouldn't do it. I looked at Titus. "Did you find anything?"

"The deer. It was half eaten. The wolf is male, I know the scent, but I can't place it. Do you suspect anyone?"

"Rick Somers," I answered, reaching into my pocket and taking out a pen that belonged to him. "This is his."

Titus took it from me and frowned. "No. Not him."

"Are you sure?" I asked, not believing him.

"Yes, the scent is vaguely familiar, but I cannot place It." he frowned, obviously not liking it. "But I suggest that we stop looking for him, if he wants your mate, he will come to her."

"I will not put Hanna in danger!" I snarled.

"Assign two guards for her, but they have to watch her from far away. We don't want him to realize, we have to deceive him."

I nodded. "Thank you Titus."

"It’s my duty to protect your mate Alpha, I am honored that you chose me."

"Was it that bad?" I asked, looking at Hanna. We were home, she was slumped on the couch, and I could sense her exhaustion.

"Ugh! You have no idea. I've been slacking and my work is piling up." she groaned.

"You'll do it," I encouraged her. "Don't sound so hopeless."

She turned to me, "I couldn't even complete one file today! I should quit."

"Hanna, no. You can do it. It’s your first day back after a month. You will get it," I assured her, hating to see her like that.

Hope flared in her eyes, "Really? You think so? You’re the best! Thank you Damien!"

"Done?" I asked, pointing to the takeout. None of us were in the mood to cook anything, so we just ordered Chinese. She nodded. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

"Damien," she groaned. "I want to sleep."

"You can sweetie," I assured her. "I'm not doing anything."

I laid her down and peeled her clothes off, ignoring her protests. I took off her bra, leaving her panties on. I flipped her around, so that she was on her back.

"Damien! I thought we weren't doing anything," she groaned.

"We aren't," I said. "Just relax, will you?"

I massaged her shoulders, releasing the tension from the muscles. She sighed deeply as I continued to massage her body. I felt her slowly give in and I smiled. She was gorgeous, strong and determined. And she was all mine. She felt limp underneath me and her breathing slowed down.

I stripped down to my boxers and slid into bed with her. She curled herself around me, making me smile. She was my mate and I would do anything in to protect her.

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