His words freed him from the bewitching spell and made him realize how fast everything was going between them. It wasn't long before he discovered she was a werewolf princess - if none of that were true, he would have laughed at the term. He now had an Alpha who seemed very controlling in the small matter of his friend putting his arm around his shoulder.
Rozelin snarled at Damon in response, and Damon snarled louder as the strength of his voice stifled the challenge that waved behind his eyes. Malia was perplexed and wanted to submit to her husband; however, Rozelin just squinted her eyes at him with a grin. Although he tried to push back against his will, there was still a sense of power behind his disobedience. After all, she was a Cross.
With that thought, he quickly pushed her away and rolled her on her back, sitting down immediately on either side of her. He slammed his fists on his hard chest to get her attention. But her eyes were already wide with excitement as she placed her hands on her hips and squeezed hard.
"You need to restrain yourself, Ante. Alex is my friend and he didn't touch me romantically." He snarled as he took his hands off her, and jumped to his feet before turning.
His reaction was instantaneous as he stood up and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her against his chest. He lowered his head next to hers, wavy locks of raven hair brushing the sides of his neck, and whispered in his ear, "You're going to fuck the alpha?"
Damon's words sent a chill down his spine as Malia groaned in response to Rozel's words to Kane after Alex hugged her.
"You can't control me, Ante Damon. And you're not being fair. You and Lydia.." Rozelin whispered, afraid to raise her voice even more if it betrayed how she felt. Not only did the thought of Lydia hurt her, but her scent and her hands were distracting her, and she feared it might lead to more.
"Lydia lied. There's nothing between us. But you're lucky my wolf didn't try to kill Alex. She's more ferocious than most, and I won't stop her if she feels the need to replace him. As for you.." Her claws stretched and stabbed into her skin, causing her to gasp, "I am a very patient man and you will bow to me."
"You'll see it in your dreams," said Rozelin firmly.
He sniffed her hair again and exhaled slowly, as if savoring her scent. Had it been any other circumstance, he would have thought it strange for sniffing it, but he was completely satisfied. The fact that he and Lydia were nothing made her feel even more comfortable in his lap. He brought his lips to her neck and released a feather-light kiss that melted him and almost made him yield to his authoritative words.
NO NO NO! Control yourself woman!
However, when his lips parted from her skin, he released her and walked to stand in front of her. Rozelin tilted her head back to keep her eyes locked on hers, knowing full well that if she shifted her eyes to his sharp body, she would be disoriented. She took a step forward, closing the small gap between them and gently placing her hand on his cheek, her eyes softening as she looked into her own eyes, "I'm not your enemy. I'm your mate."
She looked away from his molten silver eyes, still trying to understand what it meant to be a wife.
"I won't mark you as a wife. But don't make me regret this decision," she Ante continued as her hand slid down and her thumb gently touched her lips. Rozelin looked back and saw that her eyes darkened as she lowered her head and brought her lips closer to his. This was until he suddenly stopped and straightened himself, until he let his hand fall to his side as his eyes misted up.
Quietly leaving someone alone while talking to someone via mind connection. Rozelin sighed as she stared at his plump lips that almost touched her own; He bit his lip, then crossed his arms over his chest. She suddenly became fully aware of how she was standing naked in front of this beautiful naked man she had only known for two days.
Damon looked at her again as his eyes cleared again. His face hardened and the muscle in his jaw tickled. "Go home and stay inside," he demanded, grunting; His voice mingled with the wolf's. Emir forced Rozelini not to fight against her words. He could if he wanted to, but he felt exhausted and gave in to her request.
"Why what happened?" His voice asked sternly as he searched for Alpha's eyes.
"I don't have time to explain myself to you. Go now! Darren will meet you on the way for protection." He suddenly turned and transformed into a huge, majestic white wolf. He turned his head, showing his gleaming silver eyes. Rosalina's eyes widened after recognizing the beast running towards the mountains.
Rozalin was still in shock as she stood there, the wind blowing over her, causing her to shiver and her hair to fall into a messy face.
She kept going harder and faster to catch up with Damona. The wolf didn't want to admit it, but Rozelin could feel how excited she was to see him again, even though she had just left him.
It didn't take long for Damona to catch up; cut into the forest
The grudge took a turn, following her, and stopped immediately when she could no longer see him.
What? where is he-
It crashed and crashed into the hard surface of the floor. Damon's monster hovered over him, snarling loudly and clenching its teeth.
"Rozelin, what-" The mind disconnected after the footsteps caught his attention. When he turned, his ears stood on the alert while his fur stood upright. Rozelin jumped to her feet and searched the area. Damon snarled in the direction his rosé was facing.
"Rozelin, stay behind me. It's an order!" He put so much emphasis on the last word, his voice making him instinctively open his neck, a sign that he would obey his command. He stepped forward and encountered five wolves; Rozelin knew from her body language that they were not part of the pack.
There was also the fact that all five of them had bright red eyes that matched the dried blood around their mouths. They growled at them and began to scatter and surround themselves. But as soon as the two of them walked past Damon towards his rosé, he attacked someone, snapping his teeth into his neck and shredding the flesh, leaving the wolf at his feet. He looked at the other and grumbled, challenging her to take a step closer; this caused the other wolf to stop its actions.
However, the leader barked at the two remaining people, and all three charged towards Damon. He snarled at each one in turn. That's when she decided that rosé should help, education or not; she was a werewolf and was a Cross for that matter. Shouldn't the lineage of the Cross be the strongest?
Although Malia was afraid of being scolded by her husband afterwards, she accepted Rozelin's thought process. She wanted to please him at all costs, even if it meant staying behind him, but then she didn't want to see him get hurt either.
"Enough! Let's help!" Rozelin barked at her wolf.
It took only a few seconds to think before all the wolves attacked Damon at once. As Rozelin took down the wolf on her right, which was trying to sneak up on Damon, she jumped head-on towards the leader, immediately going to his neck. The white wolf didn't mind the wolf rosé, as he was a much bigger opponent to defeat. The brown wolf stood up immediately after being tackled. Rozelin and the wolf in front of her slowly circled around each other, both leading the other out. By comparison, it was clear that he was a larger and stronger wolf than he was tall. His growl was a warning not to mess with him, but instead of backing off, he was only provoked. Despite being stronger, the brown wolf was more ferocious and didn't think twice about attacking him.
They bumped into each other, both going to the neck of the other. When neither could hold on to the other, the brown wolf knocked him down. A groan escaped his lips as his head hit a rock, his vision blurred, and in an instant the brown wolf was victorious and pounced on him, going straight for his ridge.
She instantly brought Malia back to life with her teeth on her neck, as the stunned Rozelin pulled her out of the way and took over her body. At the last minute, she used her legs to kick him off; he tumbled to the side and clasped his chin on his neck. She screamed and tried to shove her away, but she held on even tighter, and the sound of bones breaking was enough to make Rozel nauseous. He fell to the ground with a final sob.
Looking up, she saw Damo took down the last wolf of the group. Malia remained alert, probing their surroundings; Once She realized that she was no longer a threat, she slipped into the back of Rozel's mind, knowing she could move now. It was strange for Rozelin; Although Malia has taken the lead before, this is the first time she's paid this much attention. The thought of being killed by the other wolf was reason enough to watch what was going on, she.
But in those final moments between Malia and the other wolf, it was as if he was watching from a television screen. Kind of like an observer. She had now regained control and was pacing in the mud; his white fur was now covered with blood and dirt.
The last wolf fell, and Damon turned to his rosary. His eyes were shining like a full moon. He walked up to her and sniffed her neck before licking her nose.
What the hell?
Was it an act of kindness?
The white wolf continued to sniff her neck and groaned before stepping back and looked directly into her blue eyes, her own intensity blazing.
"Hello rozelin," a low growl roared from the mind connection. It was Damon's voice, but it was extremely animalistic. He looked more into her eyes and watched the silvery glow of his orbs flicker and harden.
"I'm Damon's wolf, Darius," his voice sounded deep and imposing, causing Rozel to shudder a bit. Malia fidgeted in the background, wanting to surface, but the rosélin kept her away until Darius told her, which caused Malia to grumble.
"Hello," he heard the tension in Rose's voice; She didn't know what to say to him. He approached her again and licked her neck, noticing that his wound was bleeding slightly.
"You're hurt. You didn't need to intervene." He grumbled with annoyance; The depth of his voice trembled in his chest. But there was also a hint of admiration emanating from him."I wasn't going to sit back and watch you get hurt," Rozelin cried.
"And now you're hurt. It's our job as your friend and Alpha to protect you. But you're making it so hard," Rozel didn't know if her calm demeanor was the 'calm before the storm'. Damon made his wolf look vicious and untamed.
"Make no mistake, rosé. Damon has been very patient with you. If it were me, I would have flagged you the moment our eyes met," Darius' voice dropped dangerously low, sending a chill down his spine. Malia groaned in response to Darius via mind connection; His eyes softened a bit before returning to normal as the glare faded.
"Rozelin" Damon was the one speaking through the mind connection now. Rozelin was even more relieved after hearing that her voice had returned to normal.
Then a sigh came from the mind connection, "Can you please go back to the mansion now?"
Well, seeing you ask so politely...
"I wouldn't be here if you had answered me in the first place," said Rozelin.
Too much to take the high road.
"I was investigating those bandits," he snarled.
"Well, maybe next time, tell me that!" He raised his voice. Damon was incredibly annoying. All she had to do was tell him that, and none of this was going to happen.
"But then she could deal with those wolves alone," Malia added as she continued to listen to their conversation.
"We weren't that helpful," Rozelin replied.
"Hmmm, if I remember correctly that wolf tried a sneak attack and didn't expect us to come after him," Malia mocked, "as if we'd let him do that to our Alpha. Seriously, how stupid is that?"
Rozelin smiled at her wolf; he was right, muttering, "How stupid indeed."
"Next time!? Oh, there won't be a next time, roselle. You deliberately disobeyed me! These were type 1 bandits. Do you know what that means?!" Before he could say anything, he continued, "No, you don't know. Because you've only been in this world for a few damn days!"
At this point, she rolled him onto his back, claws blocking his teeth, holding him down.
Seriously? This needs to stop.
Malia rolled her eyes at Rozel's thoughts. However, the rosé was steaming, he was back in the mud, and he especially hated being pushed around by an overbearing Alpha.
"He's our oppressive Alpha, though.." Malia interrupted.
Two more wolves appeared beside them, straining her rosé, ready for another attack, but then she was relieved to see that her eyes weren't red. She also recognized the golden-brown wolf as Kane, although She guessed who the white wolf next to her was. Fur was missing on one side of his neck, where claw marks were clearly visible.
Damon released him and turned to face the newcomers.
"If you train with me, you'll be invincible in no time." A feminine voice he recognized came from the mind connection. It was Gamma Chiara.
"Take it back," a low growl escaped Damo's chest, causing Gamma to lower Chiara's head in response. She started following Gamma Chiara.
"And rosélin," Damon's voice filtered through the special mind connection between them. Gamma Chiara stopped to look at him as she continued to run.
"I'll deal with you later," His voice was menacing, causing her to swallow. But instead of showing how angry her words had made him, he straightened up, tipping his nose a little higher as his ears pricked.
"I can't wait," she said dryly. The sarcasm went unnoticed by Alpha. He growled in response, his eyes shining again, showing his anger and his wolf coming forward.
Hello Darius.
Malia whined in the background as Rozel turned around to catch up with Gamma Chiara, who was patiently waiting deep in the forest. When she got to him, they set off at a rapid pace that Rozelin guessed was toward the mansion. The mental bond between them was quiet; Rozelin wasn't sure if Gamma Chiara was a quiet woman or just giving her some space; Either way, Rozelin was grateful. He took time to process the whirlwind of thought as his paws slammed into the wet earth.
She finally met her husband, who turned out to be Damon. His strange attraction to her made much more sense now; Even before he had Malia, there was a strange electric hum between them. But he still had a lot to learn; It was easy to say they were spouses, but she didn't know what to expect or how to feel after the topic of flagging her came up. As she mentioned, she's only been in this world for a few days as a werewolf, and although her father gave her a recap of the history of the Cross, she still didn't know any more details about being a werewolf.
She has been improvising up to this point and trying to figure things out while she's putting things right. It would only take him so far. Even in the rogue attack, she attacked the bandit, not knowing how to use her strength to her advantage. Rozelin rushed through the trees next to Gamma looked at Chiara; Gama said she would train him, so at least that was something he could get off his to-do list.
Then there was Darius, who seemed to have a darker side to his personality than Damon had. He was still trying to understand what that meant to him. He said he would have marked him by now. What did that mean? Will that make him subjugate to Alpha? Malia definitely gave in to him easily, which really surprised her, the rosin was a Cross and she thought Malia would be stubborn and strong-willed against an Alpha too. She didn't like to bow down to anyone, but here she was...
Malia snarled where Rozelin's thoughts led her, "I don't bow to anyone, Rozelin. But she is our friend and for a reason. We must be able to surrender to her and put our trust in her."
Rozelin grumbled, "Malia, unlike me, you've never been in a relationship. I don't know how that will turn out, but if someone has specifically patronized me in the past, I don't tend to stick around. And Damon pretty much ticks that box! I understand it's in his nature to be responsible, including his relationships." there is."
Malia was bubbling with Rozelin's words, "You forget that I've been stuck in your head most of our lives. Don't tell me about your stupid relationships that I could see fail right away. If you had known about me and the werewolf's existence, I doubt you would have been in a relationship by now. She's our friend. Trust the Moon Goddess' choice!"
Rozelin emptied at Malia's last words.
Moon Goddess?
Malia sank back into her mind, as if she was running away and a door slammed into Rose's face. But the wolf remained silent and let his words in. She knew that if Rozelin had known about this world of which she was now a part, her life would have been drastically different. She also wondered if her personality would be the same or different.
Rozelin stopped and she realized she was now standing in front of the broken patio doors. She didn't pay much attention to her surroundings, she only relied on Gama, for whom she was still grateful for company. If She was more of a thug, she would definitely be an easy prey. He glanced over to Rozel's side, the place now empty as Gamma Chiara was nowhere to be seen. She must have been seriously deep in thought; She was arguing with Malia after all.
From the dark depths of his mind came a 'grunting' sound that showed Malia was still angry with him, but he could see that he was slowly warming up to her again. Rozelin jumped over the shards of glass on the floor and entered the house in the form of a wolf. The last thing she wanted was to change and run around the house naked, so she planned to wait until she got to the bedroom. She cowered a few times after hearing Rozel's claws scratch the ground; She hoped it wouldn't be done against her, she said. But there was no way she could relax naked.
Unfortunately, Someone fidgeted too soon and ripped his jeans.
Malia grinned at his thoughts. When the bedroom door closed behind her, she shifted and went straight to the bathroom. After turning on the shower, she turned to the mirror and looked at her reflection. His body was smeared with dirt, dried blood covering most of his shoulder, and an almost completely healed wound on the side of his neck. Werewolf healing was truly magical. He touched his surroundings in awe but hissed at the slight pain he still felt.
When she met her eyes again in the mirror, she saw a small smile appear on her face, seeing her eyes lit up with a ferocity she had never seen before. The adrenaline of today's fight kept pumping through his veins, and although it wasn't going well, it excited him. Malia howled in agreement; She was happy to see a wilder side to her rosé. She used to play hockey and even then somehow she didn't get into that many fights.
"Because I was the captain. I had responsibilities..." she scolded Rozelin's wolf.
"As Luna, you'll still have responsibilities. But if someone challenges us, we don't have to stop being physical," Malia glowed with excitement at that thought. This brought back memories of Malia's physical reaction to Lydia earlier. Rozelin nodded as she stepped into the shower, welcoming the heated water on her skin.
Malia was definitely a wild beast.
I take that as a compliment, she said proudly, next time Lydia won't be able to escape.
He changed into leggings and a hoodie after taking a shower and removing the dirt and blood from his hair and body. The 'Go' outfit was now visible. Malia was more than happy with this choice, in case she was unexpectedly displaced. Rozelin cursed him and went down the aisle, aiming to become a library to learn more about herself.
Unfortunately, when he reached the end of the stairs, a hairy Alpha, wearing nothing but shorts, charged towards him. Rozelin stopped and sighed when she saw him. Her eyes wandered over her eight-pack and her 'v' muscles, revealing how low her shorts were clinging to her hips. When she looked up, she expected a grin to appear on her face, but all she saw was her chin stretched out, her lips thin and her eyes sparkling with his.
oh, s
downed!
Wasting no time, he grabbed her and threw her over her shoulder, her back in the air. She immediately slapped him on the back and kicked his legs, ashamed of being swept over his shoulder like a doll, "Put me down!"
He slapped her hard on the bottom, causing her to squeal. He looked up and realized that Alex, Fran, Kane, and Nairi had entered the hallway and watched with amused expressions as Alpha carried him up the stairs. His face immediately warmed up and he hit him harder, but this time he slapped her again, this time with a low growl that trembled at him.
"Do nothing guys!" Alex yelled after them.
This caused him to slap the bum yet again, causing him to jump. She hurt but mingled with pleasure as her core tightened.
"Hmmm, I can smell the arousal, rosé. But that's your punishment for clearly disobeying me," Damo's voice was deep and husky as he gently patted her back. He looked up and realized that he had passed her room and gone into his own. This caused him to take a sharp breath.
But not out of fear. No, it was from anticipation of what his punishment might be.
❤
Rozelin had her face covered in embarrassment when Damon opened the bedroom door. He repeatedly hit her on the butt to humiliate her in front of passers-by. There were five people at that moment; A few maids and the two men grinned, but then their Alphas gave them a cold look and then cowered. They immediately bowed their heads, muttering an apology to Damon.
He threw her on the bed and closed the door behind him. Rozelin sat down with a sigh and watched him move towards her. Couldn't help; His eyes drifted back to his body.
"Eyes here, rozelin," she cried; His harsh voice made her look him in the eyes, and she instantly fell under his stone-cold stare. He couldn't take his eyes off her as he approached her, his movements slowing as if ready to attack him, his prey. Without thinking, she got up, prepared to run away, but the man caught her and stuck her hands on the bed. Half of her body was on the bed, her legs dangling from the side.
He moved his knee forward, holding his legs apart for only a second before allowing the knee to enter. He gently pushed the point between her thighs, causing her to gasp from the sudden contact.
"Do you enjoy disobeying me?" he grumbled; He was momentarily confused, until he remembered how easily he had disobeyed his orders.
"I will not obey you," said Rozelin.
"Honestly, Damon. I'm cross pliers. I'm not one of your pack. I'm luna." said Rozelin, grinning as she met his blazing eyes. She brought her face closer to his, the pressure on her knee rising between her legs, causing her to bite her lower lip.
"Wrong answer," he snarled, before parting his lip from his teeth. Her eyes rolled at the light touch of her lips sucking her underside. She moved towards him to steal more kisses, but her hands were tied, restraining her movement, and she pulled her head back, releasing her lips. His eyes gleamed with delight at his discomfort at the girl's refusal to kiss him.
Roselle's chest lifted from their proximity and from holding her hands. His body was now burning under his touch, his lip aching from where he had attacked her. Her underwear was wet from the intensity of his gaze, from not being able to kiss her, and from her knee, which was now beginning to tease him sweetly by making small circular motions. He let out a gasping "Ah" to stop the movement between his legs. His eyes never left hers as he watched her fail.
She lay her head down on the bed, not realizing that she had lifted after she felt her core start to build up. She didn't know how it had affected him so much. She had done nothing but put her knee on the dress and touch him. She smiled as a joy shone on her face.
He's really enjoying it!
She began to move her knee again, her face closer to his; This time she kept herself calm and waited for her lips to meet. She watched the man stare at them, but when her own lips touched hers she moved sideways and lowered her head to her neck, her hair brushing against her skin, sending small shockwaves down her body. She felt very sensitive she; even his hair was making fun of him! He brought his lips to her neck and began to leave light kisses up to her collarbone.
A low groan escaped his lips, and the man bit him lightly where he wanted to put his teeth in. But he stripped it off and stood up again; She looked at him in a haze of lust. The pressure on her wrists increased from her grip, and the knee stopped again, seeing her eyes burning with desire, but she kept herself in check. His eyes narrowed when he realized what he had done. A smirk appeared on his face as he realized he understood.
Her touch instantly warmed her skin as she glided up and under her bra, groping and massaging her breasts.
"I do, I'm serious. I'm sorry," he panted. Damon studied his face, then let go of his hands. Her lipsA smile settled on the edge of it; His little lie seemed to have worked.
"Don't move your hands," she snarled; Her voice was filled with domination, which excited him so much that he felt his clit twitch in response and his core wetting.
He kept his hands above his head as he started to move his knee again as he took off his hoodie. She lowered her face, pulling down the cups of her bra as she did so. One hand went to her left breast, her thumb clasped before encircling her nipple, her mouth found her right nipple and she began to suck and pinch.
A groan escaped his lips and he stopped; He lifted his head and looked at her through the messy hair falling into his steel eyes.
Damn, he really wanted her to be quiet.
She caught his eye with her teeth clenched, and she continued to attack her breasts as she continued rubbing her knee down. He felt himself recovering and begged for his release, but not on the knee; He wanted his hand, or better yet, to be filled with his stature.
His eyes began to close when he felt the core build-up; she let go of her knee and lowered her hand, lightly caressing the outside of her leggings on her sensitive bud. Making slow circles, she struck the right spot, sparking pleasure in her body. He continued to play with her nipple, rolling his tongue over the pink bud. She bit her lip, preventing her from moaning as her body warmed up, her back arched and her belly clenched. The pressure increased and just as she was about to release a happy orgasm, she pulled her hand and face away from her body.
He collapsed onto the bed, his body sighing heavily instead of wanting more. Damon stood up and walked over to his couch, grabbed a shirt that was left there and threw it on him. Rozelin stood up, surprised by the turn of events.
HE..
What?
There was confusion on his face; she straightened her bra and quietly pulled back her hoodie. His focus then shifted to the man in front of him, who now looked more like a demon. Turning to stand in front of him, he met her gaze.
"It's a punishment. Do you see how much you let me down?" His deep voice filled the quiet room. He cupped her face, cupped her face gently, before bringing her face close to hers, their silver eyes meeting his blue ones, and they continued to stare intensely at each other, "Obey my command and be rewarded. If you disobey, you will be punished."
"I will not obey your order. I will not obey you. If you want, kill me here now."
Rozelin's eyes darkened a little. Damon brought his face closer to hers, "It's in your best interest if you obey my orders, I won't kill you," he whispered, gasping at the sudden touch before gnawing at his earlobe. Giggling, she stepped back and walked over to the mini fridge.
Rozelin was shocked to see him bring a bottle of water and pour it into two glasses. He crossed his ankle over his knee and motioned for him to take the other glass that remained on the coffee table as he sat on the sofa. His eyes stayed on hers, impatiently waiting for her to join him. Gritting his teeth, he took the cold glass from the table and sat across from her.
Sipping her refreshing water, she waited another moment for him to explain, but after a moment of silence he looked at her and saw that he was now deep in thought. His eyes fell upon the dim fireplace opposite him; She gripped her glass tighter as she began to feel her anger rise at the silence of this intoxicating man. What had just happened in bed both excited and angered him. He already said that he will be punished, but for what? for chasing after you? Because he swore about her in front of Kane?
He shook his head, not knowing what to think. Damon was still a mystery to him, and why not? They barely knew each other. Spouse or not, all she felt for this man was a strong attraction and sexual desire to be with him. She wondered what Rozelin was thinking after "punishing" him as her normally patient face glowed with conflicting emotions.
The anger he felt was slowly fading as he could almost see a weight on his shoulders. Ah, she was still mad at him after I sentenced him to-
"A fine punishment, I might add," Malia interrupted; Unlike Rozel, she wasn't angry with her friends.
"I didn't expect to ask for more," added Rozelin; With that, Malia took a step back. At the same time, she felt frustrated that he had left things with her.
But rosélin was angry; He was trying to control her, and it was something he couldn't sit back on. Alpha or not, she had to make him obey. If he thought a little orgasm would punish him and teach him submission, he didn't know him very well.
With that thought he lowered his glass and stood up; Shrugging his shoulders, he walked towards the door to avoid the brooding Alpha. Holding the doorknob, he finally spoke, "This is your bedroom now too. So don't even think about letting go of your frustration in your old room. Because I'll know and I'll punish you even more." Roselin handShe pulled her niece from the doorknob and looked at him with a scowl.
"I have other pack matters to take care of. Do you need anything?" He asked. A look of worry appeared on his face, but that worry quickly disappeared, replaced by an unreadable expression. Rozelin had a hard time reading it, but she decided to show that her sentence was pointless, and she blurted out the first thing that came to mind, "I guess the damn thing is off the table."
He immediately stood up and walked towards her. His heartbeat increased at an incredible rate as he watched his eyes turn from silver to almost black. Adrenaline rushed through him and he stumbled to open the door; As it opened, it quickly snapped shut from Damo's strong hand. He remained facing the door as he felt her breathing against his neck, making his body even more alert to his powerful presence.
"Do what I tell you, that's enough."