Chapter 64

*Thrash*

*Thrash*

*Thrash*

One by one, the expensive baroque chairs crashed against the wall, joining the pile of shards of glasses, fabric, and other exquisite items lying on the floor.

"AHH!!"

A ferocious snarl followed by another loud breaking sound reverberated through the room as Damien bit by bit destroyed his neat study.

"HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME, EMMALINE! HOW DARE YOU!!"

He roared before marching towards the drapes and roughly pulling them. His claws extended as he started tearing the heavy silk curtains unleashing his rage.

Yesterday was phenomenal, a day for which he had been waiting for so long. The beautiful night had reached its pinnacle. The two bodies glistening in sweat were about to become one in the sparkling moonlight with the intense moment taking a sizzling and passionate turn only if Emmaline hadn't ruined it by making him remember her place in his house, in his pack, and in his life.

Flashback

The clouds of paradise disappeared leaving blisters of bitter reality.

Her words were like a tight slap on his face. Damien was too stunned to speak but Emmaline had completely regained her senses.

Reina who had overpowered Emmaline smirked at his shocked face. Wrapping her right arm around her breasts, Emmaline pulled up her torn nightgown and covered her modesty. She then scooted back with the help of her elbows and shot him a smirk.

"What? You're not going to ruin me anymore?"

Damien was confused by the sudden change in her demeanor. To understand the reason behind it, he extended his hand and tried to go near her when Emmaline stopped him by showing her palm.

"You want to possess me? How shameless you are? Your parents wiped out my whole pack, seized my territory, claimed what was once mine, and then send their son to kill my sanity."

She sneered making Damien narrow his eyes. Offense sat across his features as his jaw ticked, "You again dragged my parents in between."

Emmaline snorted as his words sounded so absurd to her.

"Why shouldn't I? Tell me, why shouldn't I bring them into every conversation when they are responsible for snatching my world."

"AND I AM WILLING TO GIVE YOU THAT WORLD!!" Damien raged.

"But at the expense of my submission!!" Emmaline also shot back while meeting his blazing red balls head-on, "I trusted you Damien but you broke it.", she muttered angrily.

Her ocean hues slowly welled up but that only irked the Alpha. Damien suddenly pounced on her like a predator. Grabbing her shoulders, he pushed her onto the bed before hovering over her.

"I broke your trust? It's like the pot calling the kettle black, Princess. Weren't you playing with my emotions too?"

"I only wanted to avenge my parents," Emmaline replied to her calmly. Enraged, Damien slammed his fist beside her head but she didn't even flinch.

Leaning towards her face, he glared into her golden rims and gritted near her lips.

"Your parents were traitors Emmaline if that's the truth you want to hear.” He bellowed but Emmaline didn’t even bat an eyelid and listened to him patiently.

“The story dates back to the time when Lycans used to rule us. To establish our dominance, many Alphas came together to overthrow these Lycans. Dad and your father were amongst them who later emerged as one of the best warriors. The duo used to gather wolves, train them secretly, and prepared the inevitable army to defeat the Lycans. When the Lycan King, Logan got to know about this, he raided the Scarlet Mountain which was the home of Edward and Dad. They also gathered their troops and fought against the Lycan bravely.

Logan was surprised and mad at seeing the valor of werewolves. Blinded with rage, he tried to attack Dad from behind but fortunately, Dad got alerted and counterattacked. Logan then stabbed him in his right shoulder with a silver blade laced with wolfsbane. Dripping with blood and doused in pain, Dad gave him a hard time and the fight continued. To end this nasty battle once and for all, Victor, the Gamma of Shadow Banes attacked Logan which diverted his focus, and taking advantage, Dad quickly plucked out the blade from his shoulder and beheaded him.”

Damien spoke and took a brief pause, his lips twitching in a proud smile, “That fight made history, Princess. Dad gained immense respect and power in the werewolf clan for killing a Lycan. But that's what made your father envy him. He was hungry for power and betrayed Dad." He couldn’t hold back his hatred and spewed venom.

"Yeah, because he didn't get the credit he deserved." Emmaline defended.

Damien's gaze darkened but she didn't give him time to close her mouth again. Giving a harsh push on his chest, she shoved him away and scrambled off the bed by tearing away the cover. She then hurriedly wrapped the sheets around her naked figure and spat.

"Yes, your father defeated the Lycan King but your story is incorrect, Damien Knight. Because the person who jumped to save your father wasn’t Victor but my Dad.”

Damien snickered and glared into fiery pits, “Again the game of lies. When will you grow up?”

Emmaline let out a plain chuckle, “Nope it’s the truth. The real story, not the fabricated one which you have been taught. Dad was never hungry for power; it was a fight for freedom not for the crown. Yes, Xander forgot Dad after earning popularity leaving him to struggle alone. That haughty Alpha broke the friendship and cut all ties. Still, Dad didn’t say anything and strengthened his pack and make it one of the most powerful packs of Scarlet Mountain. Your fucking father was the one who got jealous of his rising popularity and invaded Silver Valley unannounced when my mother was pregnant. The entire pack was so happy as they were getting their heir but that backstabber converted their festival into a doom’s day. You only said that they both worked together and were like two peas in a pod with the same dreams of eradicating Lycans from the Scarlet Mountains and establishing the foothold of werewolves so that we all can live in peace. Then why Xander after gaining popularity forgot about Dad and his pack? Wasn't he also greedy for power and fame? First, correct your facts, and then talk to me." She grated out and rolled her eyes.

"DON'T YOU DARE INSULT MY DAD!!" Damien yelled thunderously, furious at his attitude. He grabbed her right forearm in a bruising grip and pulled her closer.

Emmaline smirked as she was enjoying watching him raging like a bull.

"Why can't I? Your father not only betrayed Dad but stained his name by making all these false stories. Projecting himself hero and Dad as a traitor.”

Damien turned red watching the defiant look in his eyes. Stepping forward, he opened his mouth to retaliate but Emmaline beat him to it.

"All right, forget about this. The rivalry was between Xander and Dad then why your psychotic mother stabbed my mother when she delivered her child and wasn't in a state to fight."

Her chin wobbled just by speaking of the horrendous incident. Damien noticed how her body shook violently and how she fisted her trembling hands to control her tears.

"I mean not even a demon does that." She chuckled with teary eyes, her heart turning heavy.

"She has no enmity with Mom then why did she kill her? Your Dad had no enmity with me, you have absolutely no reason to hate me after murdering my whole pack then why you all destroyed my life?" Emmaline struggled to keep her emotion at bay but ended up freeing some tears from captivity.

Damien, on the other, stood impassively and listened to her with sealed lips as if he had lost interest to assure her that he wants to sort things out with her. He was confirmed by now that they will never be on the same wavelength.

“Then why did you behave like a slut?”

He shot her an utterly humiliating remark. Damien knew she would lose her cool and shout at him but nothing of that sort happened.

Instead, Emmaline gave him a sly smile. Clutching the duvet tightly, she craned her neck to look into his red hues.

“A girl has needs, Damien and you being my mate is responsible to sate my lust. You wanted to make me your slave but your desperation to fuck me helped me mold you into my sex slave.”

“FUCKING HELL!!!”

Damien upended the table before kicking it harshly. Her every single word was a constant reminder that he holds no worth in her life. For her, he was only a riffraff and, despite knowing his condition, she left him helpless and needy by stabbing his heart with ruthless taunts.

“I will avenge my parents. Neither you nor any power in the world can stop me from killing your entire pack. History will repeat and justice will be served. Xander will be punished for his sins and I will snatch back what was once mine.”

“GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HEAD!!” Damien started hitting his head with his fists and pulled his hair in frustration.

He was losing his mind. The slight hope in his heart to win his mate fleeted like a flame after Emmaline’s cruel rejection last night.

Damien was in his own world, he thought that if he gives her so much love, she would forget about her revenge and accepts his family. Embrace the present and forget whatever happened in the past. But the rage, fire, determination, and hunger for vengeance he saw in her eyes last night, forced him to give up. Emmaline wouldn’t back down and he would never let her succeed.

Frazzled and depressed, the Alpha slumped onto the ground with his back against the wall. The red jewels stared ahead lifelessly as sadness oozed from him. For the first time in his life, Damien felt utterly helpless. He had everything in the world- money, luxury, power, and fame, but all felt useless to him because his life was deprived of love. His mate hates him, the only girl who made him crazy, who gave him hope that a cold-hearted beast like him can also love someone, hates him to her core.

“You won Princess. I realized it in a hard way but we can never be on the same page. Even if I rip my heart for you, you wouldn’t accept it unless you pull out my parents’ hearts. You’re hungry for revenge and have gone so deep in this madness that pulling you out from it is nearly impossible. You won’t stop unless you destroy us but I wouldn’t let you do that.”

His pitch suddenly dropped an octave. The red rims blazed like an inferno as Damien glared in the air. A malignant smile settled on his lips as he slowly started chuckling. Shaking his head, Damien fished out his phone and unlocked it. He then traced his fingers over the screen.

“You want to hate me Princess, right?”, he rasped gazing at the wallpaper which was a picture of Emmaline.

“Fine, I will give you so many reasons, Princess that you will regret evoking my dark side. I tried, I tried so hard to convince you. Followed you like a lost puppy because I was so badly whipped for you but everything has a limit, right?” His lips tugged downwards feigning sadness as he continued speaking to her picture.

“I wanted to give you the world, bring all the happiness at your feet but ignoring everything, you’re just chasing my parents like a rabid. You planned on turning me against them so that I accomplish your incomplete task. But Princess what you don’t know is that even Moon Goddess can’t compel me to kill my parents.”

His hold on the cell phone tightened as his jaw clenched. Soon a cracking sound was heard in the room.

Damien then tossed that broken phone on the floor and stood up to his mighty height. Exhaling a loud sigh, he raked his fingers over his tousled hair and took a deep breath.

“You don’t deserve me, Emmaline fucking Knight. I tolerated your nuisance but if you are keen on behaving like a brat then you will be treated like one.”

*****

The maids were busy preparing the grand hall. Their hands worked swiftly in unison as today a special guest was visiting the Knight Kingdom. Xander had given strict orders to the staff to be very cautious because the guest was very important and thus, a minor mistake also would not be condoned.

“Move fast, Madam would be arriving any minute to check the preparations.” Janice reprimanded the maids and they quickly increased their pace to escape the punishment.

“What’s going on, Janice?”

“Oh, my God!!”

Janice flinched and placed her palm on her chest before turning around. Emmaline was standing behind her. She chuckled at her panicked state but her smile dropped when Janice looked at her with a scowl.

“Oh, it’s you,” She spoke irritatingly, and without giving her a chance to speak, turned around and resumed her work.

Emmaline looked at her, muddled. Still, she put up a smile and padded to the front before stopping near her, “You didn’t tell me what’s going on?”

“Because I wasn’t obligated,” Janice replied to her bitterly. Emmaline was shocked by her indifference.

She held her hand, “What happened Janice? Why are you-“

“DON’T TOUCH ME!!” Janice suddenly yelled drawing attention. Emmaline froze but she jumped when Janice jerked her hand away as if her touch burnt her.

“You are a filth; your presence is an omen. Even sharing the same breath with you disgusts me to the core.” She spat and looked at her with resentment.

Now that pushed Luna’s buttons. A vein on her forehead popped hearing Janice badmouthing her for no reason. Taking a threatening step forward, Emmaline shot him a death glare.

“Just because I respect you that doesn’t give you the right to insult me. Don’t forget that I am your Luna.” The girl couldn’t hold back either as she had minimal tolerance for insults.

Janice scoffed and put her right hand on her waist before looking down at her with a smirk, “Luna? Don’t make me laugh. We will never accept a betrayer as our Luna.”

Emmaline huffed out a frustrated sigh, her patience ran low because of her nonstop insults. She couldn’t believe that Janice was the same woman who defended her in front of Isabella.

What did she even do that turned her anti?

Emmaline looked at her sternly. “What’s your problem? Speak clearly instead of riddles. When did I betray you?”

“When you try to hide from us that your mother was a rogue?”

Her heart stopped after hearing that deep baritone. She snapped her neck to the left so fast that it would have given her a whiplash.

With clenched, Emmaline gazed at the man with pure hatred who was standing at the top of the staircase and looking down at her with a mischievous grin on his face.

“Now that isn’t a lie Princess, is it?”