Damian
I wasted two fucking days searching for Alrik yet couldn't find him. He's a powerful vampire, but killing him wouldn't be much of a challenge for me, finding him was the real problem. It felt like the earth had swallowed him whole. The sooner I finished him off, the sooner I could focus on other things.
I figured it was time to ask Ronan for help. The man was blessed with extraordinary intelligence.
Knock.
Knock.
My eyes narrowed on their own. Who could it be at this hour? No one dared knock on my door except Catherine.
I grabbed the door handle, expecting my sister on the other side. Instead, it was Evelyn, she was the last person I expected. She stood there normally enough, but something was off.
I pulled her into my arms. "Little wolf, what happened?" I asked, genuinely surprised to see her at this hour.
And fuck me — was she trying to kill me? She wore her shortest shorts, barely covering her ass, and a small top that made things considerably worse.
I forced my eyes away from the sexy sight. My inner devil wanted to do unholy things with her. Things I never had.
She didn't say anything, just stood there staring at me with a small smile on her face. Something was wrong. She looked like a seductress.. completely different from any other time. I waited for her to speak.
She was secured in my arms, which had become a habit, grabbing her came naturally now, and this time she didn't object the way she usually did.
Her hazel eyes were brighter than usual, like they didn't quite belong to her.
Realisation struck me. She is not Evelyn but her wolf Eva.
"Eva," I confirmed.
She chuckled. "So you can tell it's me and not Evelyn." Her voice came out sultry.
Fuck. Her voice was deeper than Evelyn's, and the way her eyes moved over me, no more like undressing me than looking at me. I cleared my throat and tried hard not to stare back the way she was staring at me.
"What are you doing here, Eva? At this hour, are you alright?" I asked softly, my hands resting on her waist.
"Damian," she purred, gently wrapping her arms around my neck. I pulled her closer.
"I wanted to see you, but Evelyn wouldn't let me."
"And why did you want to see me, little wolf?"
She shrugged. "Can't a student visit her teacher?"
"A student can visit her teacher," I said, trying to lighten the mood — because I could feel my cock threatening to wake up the longer she stood this close.."but not at night. It's inappropriate."
"But if a teacher and student have a forbidden relationship," her voice dropped lower and more sultry, "then they could meet each other at night."
Forbidden relationship.
Fuck.
She unwound her arms from my neck and stepped inside my room. I followed, but she turned back, went to the door, and closed it behind us.
I didn't know what she was planning. Before I could ask, she did something I wasn't prepared for, she pulled off her top.
Fuck.
She stood there in only her bra, and it wasn't hiding much. I swallowed hard. "Eva," I managed.
Was she trying to seduce me? Her hazel eyes had shifted more gold, and her steps moved toward me slowly, deliberately.
I kept my gaze locked on her face and not on the sight I desperately wanted to memorise. "What are you doing, Eva?"
She came close, rose onto her toes with her hands braced on my shoulders to make me bend down, and pressed her lips to mine.
My eyes went wide.
I should have stopped her. I didn't. Like a selfish bastard, I crushed my mouth against hers, forced her lips open, and pushed my tongue inside. I devoured her like she was mine. She moaned, a sound I wanted to hear again, wanted to bottle and keep, and my grip on her tightened. Every part of me wanted to throw her onto my bed and fuck her raw.
But then reality slapped me hard.
Did Evelyn know about this? I needed to know.
I pulled back, just slightly. Her lips were swollen, a little bruised.. shit, my fangs must have caught her. I didn't always keep them under control. But the marks faded quickly, her werewolf healing already at work.
"Eva," I said quietly, not wanting her to feel rejected, "does Evelyn know you're here? That you kissed me?"
She shook her head, her gaze dropping to the floor. "I missed you," she said softly.
I caught her chin and tilted her face up until I could see those bright hazel eyes.
"You missed me." A smile tugged at my mouth despite everything.
"Do you like me, Eva?"
A blush crept across her cheeks. She nodded.
Eva was a creature, and as a creature, she'd grown fond of me. Simple and honest in a way Evelyn rarely let herself be.
"Thank you for liking me, Alpha Eva. I like you too." I held her gaze. "Tell me, what can I do for you?"
Her blush deepened.
"I want you," she said shyly.
Fuck.
I stared at her. Did she mean what I thought she meant, or was it something else entirely?
I raised a brow. "What exactly do you mean by that, Eva?"
She huffed. "Can I stay with you tonight?"
Oh. That.
"Of course you can. But what about Evelyn.. she might not be happy about it," I said, because I had a feeling this was Eva's wish alone, not something Evelyn had any say in.
She shrugged. "I don't know. But it's not a big deal — we're just sleeping, not doing anything else." A pause. Her voice dropped again. "Unless you want to."
I let out a short laugh. She was bold, no question about it. Part of me wanted exactly that, especially looking at her now, and I have a feeling that Eva clearly wouldn't have objected.
But the other part of her didn't know, couldn't consent. Taking advantage of that wasn't something I was capable of.
These two were equal to me. I didn't fully understand why I felt that way, why my inner beast wanted both of them close, but I did.
"Sleeping is fine," I said. "But you're the one who'll have to answer Evelyn in the morning, not me."
A wide smile broke across her face. She jumped at me happily and I caught her effortlessly.
"Come on, it's late." I picked up her top and handed it back. She was already distracting me with her gorgeous body, it had taken everything I had to stop myself.
She pulled it on and climbed into my bed.
I followed. It felt strange, I had never actually slept beside a woman before. I lay down and, without overthinking it, gathered her into my arms. She did the same, holding onto me. We fit together like we'd done it a hundred times.
Then something occurred to me.
"Eva," I said.
Her eyes moved to mine.
"Have you found your mate yet?" I kept my voice even though I was already working to suppress the anger creeping up in case the answer wasn't what I wanted.
She went still. Her gaze dropped to my chest, avoiding mine.
Then she shook her head. "No. I haven't."
I exhaled slowly. I hadn't realised I'd been holding my breath. I didn't know what I would have done if she'd said yes, probably something I'd regret. Possibly killed the fucker who happened to be her mate.
"Good," I said. "Sleep now, little wolf."
I kissed her cheek. She closed her eyes, and her breathing steadied quickly. She slept, but I wasn't.
Her being this close was doing things to me.
I shifted, as her proximity was bothering me, my cock instantly responded, damn, I adjusted it, and stared at the ceiling. I found myself wondering what would happen in the morning, when Eva stepped back and gave control to Evelyn.
What would Evelyn do when she realised where she was, would she get angry with me?
Thinking about that, I finally felt sleep begin to pull me under.