Selene lost her focus while Alpha Damian stared at her because his attention became too intense.
She couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. Her werewolf nature excluded her from possessing a mate.
At that moment Alpha Damian Blackwood appeared to have found something unbelievable in Selene standing before him.
Something forbidden.
People in the crowd started speaking quietly while gossip spread throughout the gathering.
“Did he just”
“Alpha Damian… looking at her?”
“She’s cursed! He can’t possibly”
Selene felt her heart pounding violently within her rib cage. She required escape from this location.
Her body needed air as she started to walk away when he rose from his disabled state.
The atmosphere shook when he roared.
Deep. Primal. Possessive.
It came from him.
Damian moved in a single deliberate step toward Selene while his giant body advanced with intense threatening power.
His eyes glowed silver because his wolf made a powerful struggle against him. His jaw muscles contracted in a battle against something unnatural.
No. No, no, no.
This wasn’t right. It wasn’t possible.
Selene was aware of how an Alpha experiences their destined mate connection. According to reports the fated mate bond should have created an unbreakable magnetic connection between them which both would struggle to ignore.
But this?
This felt wrong.
The pull wasn’t soft. It wasn’t warm or welcoming. It was violent. A collision rather than an embrace.
His expression showed he could destroy everything because of this sensation.
A clear internal warning from Selene told her to flee from her current position.
As soon as Selene attempted a movement Damian emitted another threatening growl.
Louder. Darker.
The sound carried across the clearing until it took away all conversation and abandoned every breath.
All Alpha werewolves paused their activities to observe Damian Blackwood with a combination of confusion and nervousness. All leaders in the pack understood when they saw him—no being dared to challenge Damian Blackwood.
Selene’s pulse pounded. This couldn’t be happening.
Then, out of nowhere
A furious noise escaped Damian's throat as he latched onto his heart followed by a staggering backwards movement.
A gasp escaped Selene’s lips.
The heavy breaths coming from his chest matched the severe tremors in his hands. His wolf was fighting him. Hard.
Under his breath Damian gave a growl which he accompanied by firm head-shaking because he tried to deny the situation. “This isn’t… this can’t be…”
Unconfined power made his body tremble as he clenched his fists. The wolf bond manifested its refusal to connect with him.
Or… trying to.
Selene experienced pure shock when she observed Damian retreat a second time. Deep breaths from his lungs came fast and irregular as his physical state worsened. His pupils expanded between black and silver colors while his eyes met hers.
The crowd was dead silent.
The strongest Alpha in the kingdom faced her there while viewing her cursed outcasting state as if she were doomed to destroy him.
And then
He did the unthinkable.
The prince whipped around to walk forcefully in an opposite direction.
Not claiming her.
Not speaking a word.
Just leaving.
When he entered the woods his earlier disappearance was met by the instant return of whispered voices.
“What was that?”
“His wolf -did you see that?”
His expression showed deep suffering within his face.
Selene remained motionless in the center of the scene while she trembled.
What just happened?
She had no answers. No explanation.
But one thing was clear.
Whatever their connection had been, it definitely did not follow ordinary rules.