Blessing of Luna (Wolfgods Book 1) Blaise Ramsay (websites to read books for free .TXT) 📖

out of there without a reminder of how utterly insane it is,” Lune revealed a jagged scar across his chest. “However, I will go with you. It has been centuries since I have seen any action. I just hope your love for this man is as strong as you say. You may have to be ready to be the one to end his life.”

Chapter Fourteen

Damien sat on the bed in Lilith's chamber, his agitation clear as he tapped his leg up and down as he did whenever he got nervous. He'd been forced to take a shower and get changed into a black silk, button-down shirt and pants. Clothing he would otherwise never wear out of feeling it was too high class.

He felt like one of those rich playboys who spent most of their time at strip clubs to see how many women they could score and take them home to their beds.

His heart sank as he thought about Jill. He rested his elbows resting on his knees. His head in his hands. She’s coming. I know she is.

His chest tightened with growing anxiety and fear at the thought that he wouldn't be able to see her again. Kiss her soft lips or hold her warm body against his or hear her sweet voice say his name. He regretted his decision to wait until Christmas to have sex with her. Now, he may never get the chance.

I can’t just sit here. He thought, getting up to go and test the doors. The shadows underneath the cracks made him aware of the guards placed there to prevent his escape. Okay, not getting out this way.

His next idea took him to the window. At first glance it looked like a normal sliding window; easily unlocked. The problems were the werewolves and the guards patrolling the outer perimeter.

Escape seemed impossible. Even if he somehow managed to slip out through the window, he didn’t know where he was or how to get back to Big Timber. The situation seemed hopeless.

Damien decided if he was forced to become a vampire he wouldn't stop begging Jill until she ended his life. He wouldn’t be able to exist without his soul. His heart frozen in his chest only to be forced to steal the life force from another to live.

The thought of it made him sick to his stomach.

Even if he didn't come to hate her, there was no way he would allow himself to touch her. He would feel as though he were defiling her. He would be the very thing responsible for her pain.

Damien watched as the sun fell below the horizon heralding the hour of twilight. An hour of magic when the sky was painted a mix of the heated oranges of the day and the cool purples and pinks of the night.

These moments were often seen as times to take a good photo. This time it was filled with stress and anxiety.

All Damien could do was wait to see what Lilith might do to him when she finally arrived. Every footstep he heard outside of the door made his heart race with fear since Jill hadn't arrived.

Lilith came in as if on cue followed by one of the house servants carrying a tray of wine that looked as though it would cost Damien his life's savings. Two glass cups with gold accents accompanied the bottle on the tray.

The vampire’s eyes lit up with underlying lust when she saw him.

“Still so breathtaking. Welcome Damien. It is a pleasure to have you in my home finally. I do apologize for the tactics I had to use to get you here. It was the only time we could find when you were away from your dog long enough for us to get a hold of you. I do hope you're hungry.”

Damien’s stomach growled. He hadn't eaten anything since he was dragged all the way out into the wilderness the night before. His lack of trust in Lilith not to poison or drug him with anything made him deny her offer.

“No thanks.” He rose off of the bed to get as far away from the vampire as he could. He was careful to keep his eyes away from her as his back pressed against the nearest corner.

Lilith's laugh was surprisingly sensual despite her dark nature. “Oh, come now. You think I would go through the trouble of having Rayes bring you here if all I was going to do was poison you? Oh no, for you precious, I plan on enjoying every moment of your company. Come, sit back down.”

“I'd rather not. After nearly being killed three times, stalked, hunted and having my head bashed in, I'm fine staying on my own side of the room. Oh and I’m pretty sure you almost raped me, so no. I’m staying here.” Damien didn't try to hide annoyance and sarcasm.

“Damien, it was my father who tried to have you killed. As for Stoker, I can assure you, he was severely punished for his little stunt with your truck. Rayes was a bit anxious. I will let him know I disapprove of how you were treated.”

Lilith smiled seductively, rubbing her pale fingers over the blood red sheets of the bed. "As far as that pitiful excuse of a school, I wouldn't have taken you in such a crude place. You deserve to be taken in sheets so soft, they tickle the senses of your already gorgeous body,” Lilith said motioning for him to take a seat next to her. “I'm willing to forgive our little incident at the college. Come sit down and enjoy some of this delicious wine with me.”

She sniffed the wine, taking a drink and licking her lips. “I give you my own word that you will be taken the greatest of care of. That dog of yours doesn't know how