Damon

Lyla's POV

I opened my eyes slowly as light streamed into the room through the slightly opened window. I closed my eyes back, to try and get a clearer vision.

Who dared open my window during the night? I might end up skinning someone alive today if care is not taken.

"Should I close the window, madam?" The strange voice suddenly got me opening my eyes quickly.

Who is that?

It was when I looked up that the whole memory of what had happened the previous day came rushing back. My senses became alerted when I looked around and took in the surroundings. I was in his room, on his bed, in his shirt but...

Where is he?

Inwardly, I hoped he had died during the night in his sleep and his body had been abandoned on the mountain so that vultures and other wild animals could feed on it.

"Master said you should take your bath immediately you wake up" A young lady said. She looked a little bit older than me or probably she was my age.

"What if I don't want to?" I asked her, while I was still lying on the bed.

"I'll be punished for it, Madam. So, please stand up and take your bath" I grumbled out loud and cursed my fate for bringing me to a place like this.

"What's your name?" I asked while standing up.

I picked up a towel that was already placed on the dressing table and started removing my clothes so as to wrap the warm towel around me.

"Grace, madam"

"Can you stop calling me madam? It's a request, please" I begged

"That was what the master requested that we call you. If not...." I didn't wait for her to complete it before I did.

"Your master would punish you, right?" She shakes her head while smiling lightly at me.

"No, he'll get mad and you don't want to see him get mad" She replied.

I ignored her plea to help me in the bath and locked the door before she could enter after me. I took the bath hurriedly not knowing when the dragon will walk in and breathe fire all over me again.

As I ran the sponge down my body, I suddenly remembered what happened last night in the shower. I moved my hand back to my nipple and pinched it, trying to see if my body would react the same way it did when Damon touched it, but it didn't.

I quickly cautioned myself, came back to my right senses and took a bath. Once I was done, I walked out of the bathroom.

Grace was no longer in the room when I got out. A pale pink dress was already spread out on the bed with a pair of sandals at the edge of the bed.

After I finished dressing, I left my face void of any makeup, despite the number of makeup kits that were left on the dressing table.

Makeup is the least of my concern right now. I need to find Pearl and know that she's fine. All I know is about myself but I need to know that Pearl is also safe or even more safe than I am.

"Good morning, my child" The old woman from the other night greeted and smiled at me as I walked down the stairs.

"Good morning ma'am" I replied, trying to be polite.

"Call me Ruth, dear and put the courtesy aside" I nodded. "Come into the kitchen" she instructed and I followed her.

As I stepped into the kitchen, I realized other girls were in there as well and yes, the kitchen is almost three times the size of a regular kitchen. This is almost every Chef's dream.

When I went to culinary school years ago to become a chef, I dreamed of having to cook in a kitchen like this, but after spending one out of the supposed three years, I got bored and went back to college to study Astronomy.

"Don't drop your jaws on the floor" The woman joked and I smiled.

"The kitchen is massive. I mean, this is amazing" I told her.

"That's what I said when I first saw it too" Grace added. "If I had been a chef, I would've paid everything to work in a place like this"

"Let me introduce you to everyone here, " Ruth said, stopping me from looking around and focusing on everyone. That was when I noticed someone had already joined in.

"This is Fiona, that's Selene, you already know Grace and of course, that's our chef, Adam. He has been on a trip and he got back last night" She finished introducing them all.

Fiona and Selene are blondes, the pretty ones you'll see on the runway in America and not as Maid in kitchens here where I find myself living in a mansion with absolute strangers. These people are tall and beautiful

Grace has long shining black hair and her strength of beauty lies in the black scar that's on her cheek.

Adam looked like a sexy, hot man on the cover of a playboy magazine. His black eyes were what fascinates me about him. He's tall, almost 6ft and has a broad shoulder. When he smiled, it was as if the whole world stopped for a minute.

I stopped ogling him when I saw his attention fixated on me. He raised an eyebrow and smirked. That made me come back to my senses and shook hands with them and we continued our conversation about the kitchen.

Adam wasn't saying anything, so I decided to engage him in the conversation.

"So, from a chef's perspective, what do you think about this kitchen?"

Ruth was about to say something but I watched the three girls suddenly walking away with fear evident on their faces. Ruth's eyes widened, as she froze in a spot looking right behind me. I noticed the four of them bowing their heads, almost revealing their neck.

When I turned to look in their direction, I froze myself. I wanted to move but my legs weren't working.

"Did I pay each of you to talk to any stranger I bring into my house?" Damon thundered, shaking me right to my bones.

He suddenly turned to face me, I swallowed hard and started walking away from him, in fear of what he was about to do.

Damon's POV

The meeting with Alpha Xander to discuss the Uranium that he said he had with me started quite earlier than I'd predicted. When I walked into the room with my friend, Tunde, the Alpha was already waiting with his Beta.

Tunde is supposed to be my Beta if only I'd taken up the Alpha position and even though I thought my action would've pissed him off, he felt I was really cool by rejecting the oath of allegiance.

"Alpha Damon, " His Beta, stood up, bowed his head in submission as I walked into the room.

"I'm not an Alpha, my father is the Alpha" I replied, before walking over to sit opposite his Alpha.

"Please proceed, Alpha Xander, What is the occasion?" I asked as if I didn't have an idea of why we were all seated in the meeting.

"I already informed you yesterday that I have access to a reasonable quantity of Uranium" Alpha Xander said, a smirk on his face, obviously proud of himself.

"And?"

"This can make both you and I into some really powerful men and billionaires" he proclaimed, an aura of power exuding out of him, making his Beta and Tunde bow their heads in submission.

"How?" I relaxed more into my chair, calculating how I was going to pounce on Alpha Xander if he actually opened his filthy mouth and said what I was expecting him to say.

"By selling these Uranium to every pack out there. Imagine selling eighty kilograms of Uranium to the three hundred and seventy five werewolves packs that exist in the world. Try to imagine just how much we'll make with that"

Tunde snickered from right behind me and I knew he was probably wondering how a man could be as selfish and complicated as this Alpha.

"I never knew you were this greedy, Alpha Xander"

"This has nothing to do with greediness, Damon. Trust me, you'll become a billionaire by the time we're done" he added.

"Need I remind you that in the city of California, I have two shopping malls, a library and at least four apartments which I receive it's proceeds each and every year. I might not be a billionaire, Xander but never will I stoop so low as selling things that can save my own people to them"

His eyes suddenly turned red at my words.

"You are the most selfish Alpha that this world has ever made and I don't give a damn about what you think you're going to do with those uranium but trust me that I'll find it's source and I'll take it from right under your nose and give it to each and every packs free of fucking charge" I yelled at him.

"You act as if you're righteous, Damon. You act as if you're not aware that your father, Alpha Victor is running a gang right on this territory; a gang that's involved in drugs and woman trafficking. I do not see how you and I are so different"

I fisted my hand as a wave of anger hits me.

"That is one of those reasons why I decided not to take over my pack as their Alpha"

"What have you done other than act like a weakling who can only but do as daddy says?"

I smirked as I realized that I shouldn't let his words get to me. I stood up ready to leave when he suddenly stopped me with his words.

"The council of elders has summoned you for questioning about why you had to use an extreme force on an Alpha yesterday" I turned to look at him glaring at me. "I might have sent them some pictures of me from last night"

I removed my hand from my pocket, walked closer to him and signaled Tunde to stay alert of what my next move would be.

"Really? I don't actually remember using any force on you yesterday, I mean I didn't leave any mark on your face but since the elders have summoned me, " I scratched my forehead with my hand; that was a sign that my monster had taken over me and I was no longer my normal self. "Why don't I make that real?"

Almost immediately, Tunde brought out his gun, shoved the Beta to the floor and placed the gun right into his head. "Don't try and move Beta, a silver bullet might find its way into your head if you do"

"What are you trying to do, Damon?" Xander yelled, moving away from me slowly.

"You asked for it, Xander" I replied, striding towards him slowly.

"I will not give up without a fight"

"You shouldn't, honestly. I've actually heard about how you've bullied other Alphas that their regions were supposed to be inspected by you into total submission with your greediness and stupidity but you know what, you came into the wrong pack and I'll so make you regret ever taking up that letter of assignment from your desk and traveling all the way down here"

Before he could get to the door, I quickly opened my hand to reveal my sharp claws and pulled him back toward the desk. I looked over to see that Tunde still got his Beta in control.

"How about I claw out some part of you, Xander and make you into the animal that you are?"

I felt a strange movement underneath my arm and I knew what was going on.

"Don't you dare shift, Alpha? If you try that shit, I'll pluck out your eyes and remove your heart before you finish that transformation" I threatened, my voice changing already.

Xander's eyes were almost bulging out of its socket as he looked in shock of the half shifting that I was going through. My inner beast was about to come out and for his sake, I was keeping it in control.

I held on tightly to his throat, to weaken him and stop him from shifting. I lifted my other hand, revealing my claws and smirked at him.

"When you get to the elders, show them that the beast they've always hated fucked you up"

I slashed his chest open with my claws as blood splattered all over the desk and on my face, making Xander scream out in pain, before digging the claws into the sides of his head, making a mark that'll never leave until eternity.

I stood up, shifted back fully into my human nature and walked out of the room feeling glad about what I just did.

"I told him to treat it the human way as he can't survive your attack thinking he'll heal normally and fastly like a regular wolf" Tunde said, as he walked right beside me towards the car.

We made a quick stop at base 9 where I took a bath and changed into a new shirt and trouser that I'd kept at the base Incase cases like that happened.

"Your father wants to meet with you" Tunde said.

"Why?"

"It's about the girl you took yesterday. He wants you to return her to him"

"Over my dead body"

"It'll endanger the pack, Damon. We need to get rid of her"

"I SAID NO AND YOU WILL NOT QUESTION MY AUTHORITY"

I barked out the orders, making Tunde bow his head quickly. My beast was still in charge.

I knew my anger was uncontrollable for me and I might end up doing something I'll regret but I could control it if I try to.

Control was the key until I got to my mansion, saw my mate ogling my chef, did hell break loose.

Lyla's POV

Damon grabbed my hand suddenly, turning me to face him right in front of the kitchen. His eyes pierced into mine, taking my breath away and it was as if he was reading through my mind.

To avoid getting too affected by him, I closed my eyes. His grip on my hand was beginning to hurt. No matter how much I tried to remove my hand, he didn't lessen his tight grip.

"You're hurting me, please stop" I pleaded and when I did, I felt him tighten the grip causing blood to stop flowing through the spot he was holding.

"Please, Stop" I screamed out in pain as I couldn't take it anymore. Tears flowed down my closed eyes.

"Open your eyes" he instructed and I shook my head.

"Please"

"Open your eyes, Bunny" He commanded again.

*Are you disgusted by my scar? Do you hate how I look that much, mate?* It was that voice again.

I struggled to get him to release my hand but he only backed me against the wall and held both hands.

"Open your eyes and don't make me fucking repeat myself, Lyla" He growled into my face.

Trying not to push any further, I gently opened my eyes to look at him. Once our eyes met, an emotion flickered across his eyes.

"I hate tears, I fucking hate tears. You're scared to look at me, right? Because you think I'm ugly and despicable, but you can go all mushy on my handsome chef. You are no different from other girls. I can't believe I thought you were better" he spat those harsh words to my face.

"You don't even know me, so why think I'm better than any other person out there. I just want to go back home. I don't even know where this place is. I don't know why I'm here or where I am. I don't even know where Pearl is. Please, I'm begging you, let me go back home" I cried out, pleading through tears.

If anyone had told me three days ago that I'll find myself in a strange land, kidnapped and separated from family, I would've slapped such a person seriously in the face and tell whoever it was to swallow their words and shove it up their ass.

But here I am, begging a strange man to take me back home to my family even though my heart hurts at the feeling of separating from him.

"You want to go home, right?" He suddenly asked, almost disappointed and I nodded.

He moved his face closer to mine and took in my scent. He moved his mouth closer to my ear and whispered, "In your wildest dreams"

My eyes went wide at his statement. Words dried out from my throat and all that came out was tears of frustration.

"Where's Pearl? Can I at least see her?"

He angrily dropped my hands and moved back.

"You don't understand, do you?" He asked and I was confused.

"That place that I took you away from is a place of no return. Just because you successfully left that place does not mean any other person would leave there alive. Your friend, Pearl is dead. If crawling, she'll be dancing in the stars right now" He screamed at me.

I don't know where the strength came from but I knew I lifted my hands to slap him.

He held my hand before it could get in contact with his face. His face etched with surprise.

I roughly removed my hand and I started kicking, pushing and biting him.

"You killed her! You killed my best friend. I swear to God, I'll kill you" I continue kicking while crying.

"Stop being crazy. Okay? Stop" He screamed at me, getting me to stop my actions and left the scene.

I slumped into the floor and hugged my legs tightly to my chest. Memories of how Pearl, Aurora and I had been so close as sisters ran through my head. I just can't fathom how she could get killed just like that. How can she just die like that?

"It's okay, child. It's okay" I suddenly felt someone hugging me from behind and I knew it was Ruth from her voice and how she called me a child.

"She can't just die like that" I cried out.

"He killed my friend. He killed her and I hate him for that. I can't even stand the sight of him" I declared.

"Talk quietly child, he's still somewhere close. Your words might piss him off and make him do worse. Damon is a nice man, but you shouldn't try and see his other side" She instructed.

"I don't care if he hears me or not, I don't even care. All I care about is the fact that he's a murderer. He killed my friend and may he burn in hell for that" I cursed out.

"Stop talking and don't put yourself in any more trouble, Lyla" She used my name for the first time since I got here.

"You shouldn't stop her from talking, Ruth. Let her say her mind. It is actually good to let it all out" Damon interrupted and almost at the same time, Ruth stood up and left me on the floor.

I turned to stand up and face him but Damon was already on my side.

"You know why your curse wouldn't work? That's because I own hell myself. It's time I let you get that same death that you wished for" he said and smirked at me.

It was an evil smirk and I knew he had a devilish plan set aside.

I watched as two hefty men walked into the house towards my direction.

"That's her. Take her back to base 9 and according to the rule, you know what to do before you eliminate her" What!

I turned to face Damon but he just placed a finger on my jaw and told me that I got what I asked for.

Thinking if I begged for my life, Damon might spare me but on the other side, I knew that was what he wanted. He wanted me to beg for my life so he would spare me and take total control of my life but I didn't.

Closing my mouth tightly, I smirked back and followed the guys out of the house. When I turned back, he was watching me intensely, waiting for me to say something which I did.

"Dying is better than living with you because life would've been more miserable. Thank you for giving me the chance to live for at least a day more"

A lone tear dropped from my face as I said that.

Before I could say anything further, one of the men pushed me into the car, covered my face with a black bag and I noticed that the car started moving.

It was moving towards death!