Alpha Damien's Trouble Maker นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Thaddeus assured him. On the table, Alpha Tritan, he says his name was, bored Damian to death while he sat there broadcasting all of his so-called accomplishments, barely needing his attention at all. Besides, he did not look like he could act the part with his soft features and movements. The man did not have a single scar to prove his claims. Then again, Damian’s irritation may only be due to his lycan’s extreme dislike of him. “Ah, there she is.” Alpha Tritan looked the other way, and a woman stood beside him.

Damien voiced out his theory and demand for an answer with his eyes glaring and observing the woman countenances as if her mood will change, and then he will catch her up in her lies. But the woman is so smart, she was mind reading their thoughts except for one person who she endeavours to mind read, but she received a backfire, and then she turns to look at him. He is no other one than Musk the Alpha of Redmond pack, is he a demon or a witch? Probably no. Damien draws out his sword from it sheath and strides toward her hastily.

And Damian… Damian is a Lycan blooded Alpha. Even if I tried to fight, I wouldn’t last one second. But still, my eyes flick toward the heavy lamp. The corner table. The chair leg. I run through every weapon I could use—every opening I might find. But the answers are all the same. He’s stronger and he will win. The mattress creaks as I sit, bones stiff with dread. I stare at the floor, the lingerie clinging to my damp skin, praying for some miracle, some divine intervention—

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He notice me, moving away from the group of teenagers he is teaching how to throw a knife. "I thought you had work." Rex ruffles my hair and from the corner of my eye I see Amelia throw him a glare. It's no new news that they both don't like each other. The reason. Somewhere hidden in the history behind rainbows and unicorns. "Got off early." I giggle back. The small things I had missed. "I see you are busy." "Your Alpha isn't really taking it easy on me. Training his pack on how to use hidden weapons." He scowls looking back at his trainees.

Some warriors safeguard the pack, including a Gamma and a Beta, who work closely with the Alpha and Luna. I swiftly shed my clothes and step under the comforting stream of hot water. Aware of the potential intrusion, I hurriedly shampoo my hair with the meager amount provided, rinsing it out before applying conditioner, allowing it to soak briefly. Hastily, I cleanse my body, anxious to avoid any unexpected visitors. Once I finish, I brush my teeth, catching sight of my split lip—a testament to the actions of Damian, the Alpha's son. He's one of the cruelest individuals I've encountered. Simply being in his presence is enough to provoke his sadistic torment. To make matters worse, his girlfr