The Immortal's lost bride

Thunderous roars above as lighting splits open a darkened sky… Damien, lies in bed, thrashing about, in mid nightmare. “Nooo, Sei!”, a body falls atop him, a woman looking up, and he helpless at what just happened. She reaches up and caresses his cheek, “Shhh its okay,” She smiles as a tear rolls down her cheek. Damien, muddied, bloodied from the recent attack cradles Sei in his arms, she had taken an arrow to the back trying to protect him…

“Sei, please please”, Damien chokes out, “Don’t leave, no, please” Tightening his grip on her. His mate, now dying in his arms.

Her hand drops to the ground and Damien lets out a massive power surge as he screams… Jolting awake to the cries of an attendant. “Master Damien, Master Damien!, wake up”

Damien wakes with a start to see his butler and hand maid in his room… the sheets are soaked and the room a mess as high power not only surged in his dream state but also manifested in his room.

Clutching his head, “Im sorry Wesley and Donna”, The butler bows his head, its of no matter to us your lordship. Pray tell is it the same nightmare”.. Damien doesn’t respond.. getting up, he dons his robe and walks to the window, the storm now ebbing away. Looking out, “Has the Alpha returned yet?” He questions his butler. Wesley nods, “Yes My lordship, they have just arrived”

“Good, I will ready myself to greet him and the Luna”.

Josephines POV

“Finally the movers are done, now to get everything packed and sorted where they should go”, turning to look at her roommate Kasey.. “Well what you say? First pack out or grab a beer?” At the mention of booze Kaseys eyes light up. “You read my mind roomie, classes don’t start till Monday!” I burst out laughing at her animated response. “Okay then, beer and Brady’s it is!” We lock up and leave in Kasey’s car.

Damiens POV – A strange encounter

The bell rings. “Okay, let's wrap that up, and this is the in conclusion to our session, make sure to go through chapters 23 to 40, and I am expecting a summary for your next class on Lycans, werewolves, and the deities they worship. Don't forget that next week is a pop quiz.” A loud muttering and disgruntled noises from the students in Professor Cartwright's class. Professor Damien Cartwright, a professor at the Lycania Academy, a prestigious Ivy Academy. He's been a professor for the last 20 years, teaching on folklore, myth, and philosophy. As Damien exits his classroom, he bumps into a young girl- her the files she’s was carrying now lie scattered across the stone floored hallway. She crouches down, pushing up her glasses with the back of her hand. “Oh, sorry, Professor, I did not see you there.” As she scurries to collect all her books and papers, he looks down. He picks up some of her notes and he has a look at it. “Oh, you doing heritage practical and conservation?”, “Yes, Professor, I am. I'm actually an exchange student all the way from South Africa, so I'll be studying here for a while.” Josephine Smith smiles shyly, taking her papers. He looks at her, and at that moment, she reaches out to take the paper still held in his hand and for a brief moment their hands touched, and a sudden static electric shock sparked thorough them. She reacts by pulling her hand back quickly, taking the paper with her. “Ah, Sorry, static electricity, I must have been walking on a carpet somewhere.” Smiling, she exhales and walks on. Professor Damian Cartwright s tands there, slightly bewildered, his breath hitched and his heart tightening, moving his to his chest, and with a curious expression, wonders what that was just about. I can still feel her fingers, he thinks to himself. “it tingles” he whispers.

This would make for an interesting chat with the Alpha, Damien smirks thoughtfully.

“Josephine, wait up! Are you ready for your next class?” Daisy shouts from across the hallway, “ Yeah, Daisy. I just need to get all my s**t together. I am acting like a complete klutz. I bumped into Professor Cartwright”, Josephine stumbles. Daisy, eyes widening, “wait what? Oh my gosh! THE Professor Damian Cartwright, the heartthrob of Lycinia Academy” before Daisy could announce it any louder to the already growing stares from the the other students. “Hey, no, calm down” trying her best to shush Daisy, “not so loud. I don't want to draw attention to myself and well yeah, I just bumped into him, but all of a sudden it was like static electricity.”, Daisy beams a smile so wide it cut across her face, then she made suggestive wiggly eyes- “Ooh, the plot thickens.” Daisy retorts, smirking. Rolling my eyes, “Hey, enough of that, let's get back to our class. Those portraits are not going to restore themselves”, walking down the hallway towards our next class, I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck, rising, turning around I locked eyes with the Professor, and for a brief moment I could swear I saw a flash of gold light from his eyes, turning around quickly I slip into the class in time before the class bell went off.

Damiens