Chapter 58: Chapter 58

Damien's POV

I stared at my brooding friend, wishing there was some way that I could alleviate his pain, I understand that feeling, what is meant for a wolf to lose its mate, that suffocating crushing pain, I had felt that way when I lost Ophelia, a part of me just died along with her, I wish I was the one dead instead of her and waking up each morning to the memory of her demise was so unappealing. I patted his back, "we'll get her back, at least your mate is still alive" he looked at me with eyes filled with pain, "it's more painful to live with your mate's hatred"

"I'm sorry man, I understand" he sighed tiredly and sat, "how's your patient"

"He's fine now, thanks to you, I was able to treat him"

"Now that he's fine, are you going back to the pack" I nodded at his question, "but after you've gotten back Ariana,"

"Thanks"

It hits me suddenly that I was through with treating my patience and would have to return, how time flies, I thought of Samantha and decided I'll take her out on a real date before going back, just to say thank you to her, although she wouldn't know why I should be thanking her, I'm sure that I'll miss her when I'm gone, I wondered if she would miss me too, since Ophelia, I haven't had any close affiliation with anyone, apart from Dylan, I now see her as a friend, a friend that I could confide in, "I'll leave for the packhouse tomorrow but will be gone for just a few days,"

I'll have to take Samantha out on a date today.

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"Where are we going?" She asked for the umpteenth time, I rolled my eyes at her question, "relax, you'll get to know eventually" I glanced at her, her curly hair was held together in a single bun, and tendrils of hair had escaped and spilled down her rosy cheeks, she looks extremely beautiful, I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat, her eyes caught me staring at her and I quickly look away, "oh, look, we're here" I led her to the space reserved for VIP, I wanted her to enjoy every bit of her time, I want her to forget all her pains, inside was lit with candles, a bottle of champagne and a single rose flower was on the table we were led to, I handed the flower over to her, "you've arranged the whole of this, haven't you?" I nodded, I had called in for emergency arrangements of these, it cost extra but seeing the smile on her lips and the glow on her face, it was worth it, I carefully brought out a chair for her to sit on and took mine opposite of her, "what're all these? Why did you do such" she was staring at me keenly, I smiled at her curiosity, "can't I do such for my friend?"

Her face fell a little, "friend?" I frowned at her reaction, doesn't she want to be a friend to me? Perhaps, she needs to know how much I value her as a friend, I held her hands across the table, "thank you for being my friend, words cannot describe how much your friendship means to me, this whole arrangement is just to say thank you, let's toast to friendship" she smiled but it seemed forced to me as she brought up her glass to toast, she was unusually quiet for the rest of the dinner and I wondered if I had done something wrong. She was quiet all through the way home and all my attempts to make a conversation fell flat, she quietly got down when we got to her house and started going in, have I made any mistake? It felt so unusual to see her quiet, "hold on" I called out just before she entered the house, but she seemed not to hear or rather chose not to listen, she opened the door and went in and would have banged it on my face, but I quickly held the door before she could close it, "spill it out, what's eating you up?"

"Nothing, I'm fine, goodnight" that's it? I felt like stomping my foot in frustration, "not buying that, did I do something wrong?" She shook her head and made another attempt to shut the door, I pushed the door wide open and went in before shutting it firmly behind me, "now, tell me what's wrong with you" instead of answering she started walking towards her bedroom and I swiveled her to face him, "talk to me" I have no idea why her silence bothered me, but damn, it does and I'm going to get answers before leaving, she was still silent and I grabbed her shoulders and shook her, "I said talk to me, damn it, what's eating you up?"

"You!" She screamed and my eyes widened at the accusation, I felt bewildered "me? What did I do?"

"You see me as nothing but a friend" now I'm totally confused, "don't you want to be friends with me?" I felt strangely hurt by the notion but tried my best to hide it, "it's fine if you don't want that, I ..." She placed her lips against mine, swallowing my words, I grew completely still, I felt her kiss down to my toes, my body betrayed me by responding immediately, it's been ages since I did this, I haven't done it since the death of Ophelia, her tongue, smooth and sweet found it's way into my mouth and I growled, grabbing her backside, I crushed my hardness against her pelvic, kissing her with reckless abandon, she gasped when I grounded my hardness against her, my tongue plundered her mouth, I pushed forward until I had her by the sofa, unzipping my pant, my manhood sprang free, I turned her to face the sofa and bent her until she had her palm on it, I lifted her her gown and then pulled her panties to her knees,in one swift motion, I buried my shaft in her, pleasure shot through me and I growled, thrusting deep into her fold, she moaned,meeting my every thrust, gosh, she's so damn sweet, I jerked as I raced towards fulfillment, groaning in pleasure, I emptied my seed in her.

I lay on the floor afterward, gosh, I couldn't even wait to take her to the bed, what a jerk, I stared at her, she was lying on the sofa, "are you okay?" I asked in concern, I must have to have been too rough with her, she nodded and I sighed, relieved that I hadn't hurt her, the last time I had sex was with Ophelia, thinking about her, I couldn't help but feel like I had just betrayed her.

Samantha's POV

He have been silent since we made love, the only words he had uttered were asking if I was okay, he was probably regretting what had just taken place, I bit back the tears that threatened, I had just had the best sex of my life and I ain't gonna let him ruin it, "I'm not sorry you know" he looked at me, seeming confused, "huh?"

"I said I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry that I had sex with you, I enjoyed it so much" he sat up and stared at me for a while, I wish I could read what was going on in his mind, "I enjoyed it too," he said softly and I scoffed, "yet you're looking like someone who had just committed the biggest mistake of his life"

"It's nothing like that"

"Then it's like what, please tell me I want to know, what's bugging you, didn't I satisfy you enough?"

"Samantha!!!"

"What? I'm just saying the truth, if I did you won't look so forlorn"

"I felt like I am betraying her" I grew completely still at his words and pain wrenched my heart, this was the first time I've heard him referring to a 'her' in his life, why hadn't I thought of that, that he didn't mention it doesn't mean that it wasn't there, I bit back the tears that swelled up, "I see, you already have a she" my voice wobbled and I tried to steady it, "it's no big deal, I'm sorry for what just happened then" I stood up and dressed properly, he also stood up and adjusted himself, "it's not what you're thinking Sam..."

"You don't need to explain yourself, I understand, I..."

"She's dead Sam, she was supposed to be my wife but she's dead" my eyes widened in shock and I felt sorry for the pain I saw in his eyes, the pain he was trying so hard to hide, "I'm so sorry" I whispered, he swallowed as he nodded once, "I should go" I couldn't say anything, I just watched him leave.

It was worst than I thought, he didn't have a woman in his life but he has one in his heart, a dead woman, so my rival is a ghost, it was easier to fight with a physical rival than with a ghost that I couldn't even see, I buried my face in my palm and allowed the tears to flow freely.

Ariana's POV

Sam was at the mercy of those werewolves, was she aware that they're werewolves and that one actually killed our mother? I had to inform her to beware of them but I can't just leave Eric alone, he has been unconscious for hours now, what do I do? I paced in agitation at the thought of my only family in their clutches, as soon as Eric wakes up, I'll have to inform her, and then, I'll carry out my revenge by killing that murderer.