His Blue Moon Princess
Chapter 31

Everything happened so fast.

I really thought he would kill Alec. For a split second, I saw my brother dead. The dark, black wolf rushed towards my brother and, in the confusion, it took me a few seconds to realize there were actually two black wolves. I didn't even see Nathaniel jump in. But as soon as he realizes it's his brother, Damian steps back, growling furiously. But Nathaniel keeps standing in front of Alec, his pale blue eyes fixated on Damian. The two of them stare at each other, and for a while, I'm really scared they would fight, until Tonia caresses my hair. "Don't worry, the Boss would never attack one of his brothers. Nathaniel is convincing him to let your brother live."

I nod, fighting the dizziness. On the sides, Bobo and Neal both get up. Bobo comes to my side to support me, but Neal heads to his Alpha, probably arguing with him, too. I wish I could hear how the argument is going. Damian won't stop growling. After what seems like an eternity to me, Damian heads back to me and shapeshifts swiftly. He only puts his pants back on while I'm shyly looking away. Nathaniel probably turned back, too, because I can hear his voice. "Let me handle him, Nora. Don't worry, I promise we won't hurt him anymore."

When I look, he is putting tape on Alec's mouth to shut him up. I don't know how I feel about this, but first, I want to make sure Nathaniel's not tricking me again. But he speaks before I get to it, guessing my thoughts. "Don't worry, I'm serious. I will have him put up for a psychological evaluation, okay? We will keep him under surveillance at the hospital."

I don't really get how they are going to take him to the hospital after they did this to him themselves, but I don't care anymore at this point. I'm still way too shocked by his earlier revelations. I'm still teary and tired. Just when I was about to try and get up again, Damian suddenly walks up to me and takes me in his arms. Before I get to say a word, he takes me away from the scene. Behind us, Tonia and Bobo are ready to follow, but Damian growls.

"Leave us alone."

Tonia frowns, but we are already at the elevator. Damian steps in and turns around. I hear him pushing one of the buttons, and the door closes. He's still carrying me, my head against his shoulder when he softly whispers. "It's okay, Nora."

Just as he says these words, something I was holding up until now suddenly breaks loose. I start sobbing loudly against his neck. I can't stop it. My arms around Damian's neck, I cry like a little girl while he holds me tightly against him. It's unstoppable. I feel so weak, so overtaken by everything I just heard that I don't know how to deal with those emotions at all. I feel so stupid! All these years I had no idea what had happened between our parents. How could I be so clueless and naïve?!

I keep crying, unable to bear any other way. I feel Damian is walking again, but I have no idea where he is taking me. I just want to exult my pain somehow and keep crying.

At some point, I realize he sits, and his hands move. One is caressing my hair and holding my neck against him, while the other is around my waist. I feel his lips pressed against my temple as he tries to help me calm down. "It's not your fault, Nora. Don't cry..."

But I can't. Tears flow, and my heart tightens painfully. My family was destroyed from within, and I was the cause of it. I can't forgive myself, for being ignorant all these years. I was the little seed that implanted the madness in our mother's mind. I can't even blame my father! What happened to my birth mother? Why didn't I grow up with her? If Dad had a lover, why did he stay with mother all these years without saying a thing? Is my biological mother really dead, as Alec said? I have more questions than I can handle, and so much grief, I can barely breathe.

Damian is whispering softly close to my ear, trying to calm me down. I'm shaking in his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

"You're okay, Nora. None of this is your fault. You didn't know, you were too young. It's okay, you're okay..."

He keeps caressing my hair and murmuring comforting words, leaning kisses on my head or temple from time to time. Despite all this, being in Damian's arms makes it all a little easier. He rubs my back, soothing me. After a while, I lean back a bit, still sitting on his lap but facing him. He brought us to what looks like a very neat office, probably his. I look at him, still teary and probably looking really messy after all this crying.

"I... I can't believe it. My dad, he..."

"He probably did this to protect you, Nora. I don't know what happened to your birth mother, but he made sure to keep you with him, and he protected you until the end."

"But I'm the reason he died! And mother, too! She went insane because of me, because I existed!"

Damian shakes his head and puts his hand on my cheek, caressing me gently with his thumb, keeping me close to him. "No, Nora. Your parents had issues. Your father should have said the truth and your mother probably had troubles before you came. Nora, you are not to blame. You were a baby, you had no idea."

"B...but Alec, he..."

"You brother took his frustration out on you. He had no right to. Despite what happened, you were not responsible, Nora."

I have a hard time believing it. No matter what he says, everything happened because of me, because I was born from my dad's affair with another woman. How do I live with this? What do I do with it from now on? I never knew, but now...

Damian suddenly kisses me, taking me by surprise. His lips are gentle against mine, but passionate as usual. After a few seconds, I answer his kiss, carried by the movement. I don't want to fight it. I need his comforting presence; I need him. His warm hands on my skin, his fingers grabbing my hair. I love this feeling, this wave of heat coming from inside, like a low fire burning within. I grab some air, and continue the kiss, my arms around his neck. Is this really okay? After all that happened, it seems crazy to be having a moment with him in this office. It's just the two of us, and everything is quiet. Behind Damian, this amazing view of the city that makes it look like I'm in Heaven with him...

His lips get more passionate against mine, and I don't say no. Our breathing accelerates, and I feel hotter than before. I shiver, feeling his fingers on my skin. One of his hands is under my shirt, caressing my back and giving me delightful shivers. I gasp and hear him chuckle. Is he amused by my awkward reactions? I'm shy, I can't help it!

I try to kiss him a bit forcefully to make up for it, and I can tell Damian is smiling against my lips. His fingers clench tighter in my hair, and his other hand holds me closer to him until I'm actually sitting astride him. Our kiss gets more intense, and I hear our breath intertwine, echoing loudly in my ear. Our lips part, and Damian aims for my neck with ruthless kisses. I bite my lip and replace myself leaning on the side to offer him more of me. What's happening to me? I should be embarrassed, but my desire for more overtakes it all. My hands are on his back, caressing his neck and putting my fingers in his dark hair.

"Nora, Nora...."

His voice whispering my name is making me crazy. I seek for his lips once again, and our kiss starts anew. His hands progress on my skin, caressing me gently. ... But suddenly, a cold shiver rises.

"...good girl, Nora....don't you play hard to get now."

I gasp and stop the kiss, panicked. Damian doesn't notice and keeps kissing me. His hands on me keep going, and I shiver all the more, but not from pleasure this time. I'm scared.

"Stop, Damian, stop!" I almost scream. I struggle, getting off his arms, stumbling, panicked. He looks at me in shock. He tries to hold me back, still confused, but that only scares me more. I fight him off, and when he finally releases me, I almost fall on all fours on the side. "Nora? Nora, what's wrong?"

I get up, and cross my arms in front of me, tearing up again. I can't believe it. I'm scared. I'm scared of Damian's touch! He gets up and wants to come close, but I shake my head and step back. Kissing was okay, but...

He looks at me, confused. Oh gosh, I'm so, so sorry... I'm about to cry again, and he stops, and sighs.

"Nora, tell me what is it."

His imperious tone, as usual. But I can't even say a word right now. I'm scared and horribly ashamed. How can I compare Marcus and Damian? Why now? I shiver just at the thought of Marcus and shake my head again. My arms are around me like I'm shielding myself. He sighs and grabs his phone.

"Tonia, get here. Now."

He sounds so angry. I wish I could hide somewhere. It's my fault. This kiss was intense, perfect, and yet here I am, rejecting him like a crazy girl. As if I needed this now. I thought I needed Damian, so why do I replace myself eluding him?! I wish I could run back into his arms, ask for his warm kisses again, but I'm terrified. Those cold shivers won't leave me, and I don't think I can reject him twice.

He keeps glancing at me, silent. He must think I'm crazy, maybe he even regrets having such a troublesome mate! That's not the end of my dark thoughts, but thank Moon Goddess Tonia finally enters, followed closely by Bobo and Neal, the later back in his human form.

"Everything okay?" She asks, worried, as soon as she enters. She comes to me, taking my face into her hands. She frowns almost immediately. "Nora, you're burning! I knew you had a fever. Boss? We really need to take her home," she tells Damian. "Take her back."

Damian is still staring at me, but he won't show his emotions. He just nods, and Tonia, understanding there is something wrong between the two of us, puts an arm around my shoulder and pushes me toward the exit of the office. "Okay, baby girl. Let's get you home now, you need some rest."

I nod weakly, still dizzy and a mess. Damian watches me exit the room, but I can't decipher his cold silver eyes. I feel numb like I'm about to pass out while Tonia escorts me out of the office. As we pass the door, I hear Neal's voice. "Why the murderous look?" The ding from the elevator makes me jump, and Tonia softly pushes me inside while my mind is still somewhere with Damian. I start sobbing again when the machine starts, and Tonia sighs. "Oh baby girl, you've had a tough day, huh? You have dark circles under your eyes, too..."

She rubs my back, trying to comfort me. Gosh, I just want to go home and curl up in my bed to cry...