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Demonia POV

I slam the door loudly behind me, causing Lilian to jump in her skin.

There is nothing more I hate than a woman without a voice, the moment Lilian Du Mont started stuttering I wanted to put her over on my wooden cross and punish her until she whithers in pleasure and pain.

I pace the room to try and calm myself down before I ruin this, I can't scare the young woman, not yet when she's just beginning to trust me, and the way she looks at me causes my chest to clench.

This fucking mate bond, making me all mixed up inside.

"Are you mad at me?" Her small voice whispers out and I stop pacing.

I turn and see her nervously watching me from the door. "Yes." I say honestly, my voice hard.

I am more pissed off at her father than I am at Lilian, the way he looked at her as if he was about to show the one emotion I know all too well, which makes me come to the conclusion that my stuttering mate was nervous not because of us being mates, but because of dear old daddy dearest, meaning there's something going on there and I have my suspicions.

One evil man can spot another, it's as simple as that.

I sigh out and walk towards her until I'm standing in front of her. Peering down at my scared mate I lift her chin up with my finger, making her look at me.

My eyes are hard and the itch to punish is deep inside me, but the bigger itch is to comfort her.

Something I've never done before.

"Never turn your gaze away from me Lilian, now tell me the truth, why do you cower away from me? Do I scare you?" I ask, staring down at her hard, watching her swallow back a lump in her throat slowly.

Her eyes go wide and she's nervous and shakes her head.

Liar. Smirking down at little miss Du Mont I begin to unbutton my shirt in front of her, feeling her eyes on me wearily as she shyly checks me out.

"Oh, Lilian." I chuckle out, dropping my shirt on the floor as I pull her towards my bare chest.

Her big round green eyes stare into my cold empty ones with longing, something I don't understand but want to, somewhere deep down, I want to feel what she feels, but first I need to show her exactly why she should be afraid of me.

"Take off your clothes." I say hard, peering down at her as she stares at me shyly, confused.

"W-What?" She mutters out and I smirk darkly down at the young blushing woman.

That was her first mistake, I don't appreciate being not listened to, nor do I ask twice for such a simple command. I begin to strip making her mouth gape wide open as she looks at me, beet red in the face.

"Demonia! W-Wha- u-um!" She mumbles out, stopping me from lowering the last piece of clothing still on me.

I look to her with a sigh. "Do you expect me to let you sleep in that dress?" I ask roughly as I turn to face her and she blinks, shaking her head sheepishly, not saying anything as she turns around blushing and fiddling with her dress, causing me to laugh darkly.

She's a shy one, I will allow it for tonight only since I'm tired, I honestly just want to sleep beside her and then sort the rest of this shit out tomorrow with a clear head before I do something that I can't and won't take back.

I remove every shred of clothing and get into Lilian's bed, it smells just like her, strangely enough, it doesn't bother me, but rather makes me calmer from her scent, it's an odd sensation I will never get used to.

This is all new for me, I am hundreds of years old and have yet to fully understand the feeling of.. caring, wanting, needing.. everything you are supposed to feel in a relationship, I did not care for such things until now I admit, I begin to feel.. strange, suddenly wanting to experience all these things.

But not with just anyone, with this young werewolf woman.

I just need to keep my darker desires to myself, until she's ready for that part of me.

I want to see where this goes.

As I sit up in the bed and watch Lilian as I think, she can most definitely feel my eyes on her as she keeps sneaking shy glances at me, which make me want to do dark things to her, to get rid of that blush once and for all.

She turns around and she's in a nightgown with her long brunette hair loose over her chest shoulders and back, flowing freely and I have the sudden urge to touch it.

Lilian walks over to her bed nervous as my eyes follow every movement she makes, she's nervous from me watching her and the sick part is, I enjoy making her nervous, it's easier this way if she wants to get to know me better, it's going to be exhausting playing the nice Prince charming everyone expects me to fucking be.

I lean on my arm and watch her as she gets into the bed and pulls the covers over her, right up to her chin. She's laying far away from me and I know it's because I'm naked underneath the covers.

There's no fucking way I am ever sleeping with clothes on.

"Tell me about yourself little mate." I ask curiously as it gets too silent for my liking.

She hums nervously and turns to lay on her arm as she looks at me with a shy smile. "I'm not that interesting." She mumbles out and I look at her in annoyance as my patience is wearing thin.

"I wouldn't ask if I did not find you interesting, never second guess my words Lilian, if I say something, I mean it." I say with a scowl, she nods her head timidly.

"I'm sorry... I just... I have never had anyone ask me that before.. um." She says embarrassed and I look at her surprised.

Somehow I do not believe her, I smelled another male on her, someone is interested in her but she is definitely too dense to realize it right now.

If I ever smell this mutt on her again, I'm not responsible for my actions, she's mine!

She chuckles embarrassed and steals a glance at me, uncomfortable under my stare, she clears her throat. "Well.. I guess I should start off by properly introducing myself.." She says, then clears her throat.

"I'm Lady Lilian of the house Du Mont, I am the daughter of Lor-"

I stop her there and pull her closer into my chest, causing her to yelp out. "Are you trying to make me angry and punish you?" I whisper harshly into her neck as I begin to graze my lips over her skin, slightly touching her, causing the mate bond to ignite sparks from my touch.

"N-No! Of course not, I'm just.. nervous.. y-you're um.. nude and my wolf and I.. uh, D-Dem-"

I silence her rambling when it becomes too annoying and suck on a spot on her neck, causing her to moan out quietly while her small soft hands grip onto my arm tightly.

I lick the spot and roll her on her back so I can hover above her, my lips not once moving from her neck as I begin to claim her senses with just my mouth, causing her to shiver and moan underneath my body.

My length brushes up against her and I rest my head against her shoulder to hide my smug grin when I feel her tense as it twitches against her thigh.