Alpha Damien’s Trouble Maker Novel

Chapter 136 Damien R 5 E55 vouchers Soft body. Fierce, sharp eyes that cut straight through me. Hair as smooth as silk sliding between my fingers. A body so perfect it felt like it had been carved for me alone. I remembered everything. I remembered my hand gripping her legs, spreading her wider, holding her open while I drove into her like a man who ha already lost his mind. I remembered the breathless sounds she made, little noises that told me she wanted more. The way her eyes locked onto mine, dark with lust, daring me to ruin her.

I remembered devouring every inch of her, tasting her like she was a sin I would gladly burn for. I remembered how she clenched around me, tight and desperate, like her body was trying to pull me in, and trap me there. I remembered how addictive she was on my tongue, how once was never enough. Fuck. My mind refused to let that day go. It haunted me. When I lay in bed, sleep was impossible because all I could think about was touching her again, feeling her beneath me, breaking her apart slowly.

When I ate, my thoughts twisted into filthy fantasies of her on the table, spread open, trembling while I took my time with her. No matter what I did, it all led back to her. "Alpha Damien." The voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I paused and turned my head slightly, my expression indifferent as I looked to my side. Jason was standing there, staring at me with confusion written all over his face. Is everything okay, Alpha?" he asked carefully, "You looked... distracted. Did I say something wrong?" At the table, Yara and Kaius were also watching me, their gazes curious and wary.

This was, after all, the first time I had lost focus during a meeting. I ran a hand through my hair and let out a quiet breath. What has that woman done to me? We had only met a few times, and yet somehow she had slipped into my thoughts so deeply that it hast become disficult sa push her made. Worse still any lady remembered her far too vividly.

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It's not just a place of worship, it's more like a governing household that serves the temple. In Mooncrest, the temple is the second most powerful authority after the royal family." My fingers tapped lightly against the table. If the temple held that much influence, why would the alpha allow it to exist at all? Most alphas would never tolerate anything that could threaten their rule. As if she had read my thoughts, Yara spoke up. "From what I saw while I was there, the temple is deeply beloved by the people.

They believe its members are the direct descendants of the Moon Goddess herself." At the words direct descendants, my fingers stilled against the wood, but only for a fraction of a second. Yara continued, unaware of the shift. "Even the Alpha believes it. And even if he wanted to dismantle the temple, the people would riot. The royal family and the temple are carefully balanced, they both know their roles, so there's no open conflict. Jason nodded slowly, his expression serious as he continued, clearly aware that every word he spoke carried "Yes," he said. "They are very structured.

The head of the temple is always a woman, the woman with white hair. They call her the Moonborn. The Moonborn holds immense spiritual power, power directly tied to the Moon Goddess herself. And, the one who sealed the phoenix a thousand years ago was a descendant of Lady Selene." For the first time since the meeting began, I was genuinely surprised. Not because a Moonborn descendant had managed to seal a phoenix, power like that did not come easily, but it was believable. No, what surprised me was that the phoenix had willingly stayed by her side even after knowing that.

Knowing what I knew of that god, knowing his temperament, his pride, and his violent disdain for being controlled, he should have slaughtered her the moment he sensed her bloodline. Any other being would have done exactly that after being sealed away for a thousand years. Yet instead, he stayed. A faint curl tugged at my lips before I even realized it. How canning was that woman, truly, to bend even a mad phoenix to her sale? The room fell uno silence Who: 1 libed my peer. I found jaaun Yara and Kalustest they had just witnessed sunethog umumural.

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Jason nodded. "Exactly. Because of that, people saw her as a curse. Her sister was immediately acknowledged as the Moonborn. But when they turned eighteen, it was revealed that Lady Selene was the true Moonborn." I leaned back slightly, listening without interruption. "Even after that," Jason added, "many people refused to accept it." He hesitated, then spoke again, his voice lower. "She was bullied back in her pack." Yara straightened instantly. "Bullied?" she repeated sharply. "Her?" Even I lifted my head at that. Kaius scoffed and waved his hand dismissively. "I doubt that.

She looks like the type who would bully others instead, Are you sure it wasn't the other way around?" For once, I found myself agreeing with Kaius. The woman I had met, sharp-tongued, fearless, dangerous in ways most people couldn't even comprehend, did not fit the image Jason was describing. Jason shook his head firmly. "She was bullied. I heard she was very different back then. Before, she was begging for scraps of attention from her family and her mate." The word mate froze the air. The temperature in the room dropped sharply as my eyes darkened, my expression turning unreadable.

I coud feel Thane stir restlessly beneath my skin, a low, dangerous growl echoing in my mind. Yara glanced at me before speaking carefully. "She... has a mate?" Jason swallowed hard before nodding, clearly uneasy as he continued. "Y-yes," he said. "Her mate is the prince of the Mooncrest Pack. From what I heard, she was deeply obsessed with him. She would do anything for his love and attention." Jason glanced at me and quickly added, "B-but she's different now. Everyone says she changed after she almost drowned It was like she became another person entirely.

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