Alpha damien

Haunting nightmare

I watched as the little girl walked hand in hand with her mother. She kept staring at the floor as they walked towards the house, on the other hand she held a flower.

Rose the woman called out upon entering the house, my mom hurriedly came out of the kitchen and hugged her after which she looked down at the little girl who was staring at her feet.

What's your name little darling my mom asked. The little girl carefully raised up her head to reply. She told my mom her name while twisting her fingers.

Come meet my son, my mom , not knowing I had already stopped playing with my guitar and was already staring at the little damsel that had just walked in, came to meet me where I was seated.

Meet my son Damien, he is a good child and a nice kid like you. She told her.

Why don't you play with him while I speak with your mother, my mom announced.

She smiled in response revealing her dimples.

In case you need anything I will be right here darling her mom informed her as she walked away with my mom

Will you like to play? I asked while she shook her head negatively.

Why? I asked , smiling at her.

I don't know how to play a guitar she replied in her melodic voice.

I can teach you, I told her but she started laughing and I stared at her beautiful eyes. She was so beautiful and she has an eye the color of my favorite emerald green.

You are not a teacher, she said.

Am a big boy not a small boy, I boasted. I turned seven last month and my mom told me I am old enough to take care of myself. So meaning I can teach you I told her proudly.

How old are you? I asked her curiously.

Five she replied shyly

Okay angel can I teach you? This is a guitar and playing is not that difficult.

Angel? She asked surprised

Yes I will call you an angel because you look like one to me.

We began the training and I taught her everything I know about guitar. I kept on playing and demonstrating not caring if she was getting it or not because I just don't want to leave her side. I enjoyed the way she was talking about everything she loves doing including her favorites.

It was evening and she was ready to leave with her mom but she promised to come back again to see me. I felt sad but hide my sadness as I watch her leave with her mother.

She kept her promise and kept on visiting even without her mom.

The last day I saw her was a year after our first contact. She had come to our house after school with her father's driver who drove her down to our house. She had insisted on going to the park and my mom decided that I should go with her since I have never been to the park since I was homeschooled.

My father never wanted me to go to school,he said it would get my mind corrupted as well as soften me and make me act like a baby. He wouldn't follow the family legacy once he goes to school, my father insisted.

Have never been to school and don't know what it looks like. I have no friends except my angel and with her I feel complete and no need for anybody else.

We got to the park and we first went to the swing, she got on the swing and I went behind to push her. She was laughing happily and I was happy I was the one who made her laugh.

The joy that not anyone else but me was responsible for her happiness drove me crazy and I increased the pace at which I pushed the swing. It became faster that she kept telling me to slow down but I didn't listen. I thought she was enjoying it.

Then suddenly she was thrown off the swing landing face down on the floor, she yelled out in pain and I hurriedly went to her side.

You have hurt me Damien, she cried out loudly.

Am sorry angel I didn't mean to hurt you, I held her little hands as I kept on apologizing repeatedly.

I started crying as well, I felt sad I had hurt my little angel. Am a demon.

Why are you crying Damien she asked surprised.

Because you are crying I had hurt you I told her.

Stop Crying she told me, she put her hands on my face and wiped my tears before pulling me into a hug.

I Know you didn't mean to hurt me Damien I smiled happily at her and she smiled back.

I promise to protect you angel I told her and she hugged me tightly.

I never knew that would be the last time I would be seeing her, I never saw her again. I thought I would be able to protect her , keep her by my side and keep her safe but I was wrong.

I never got to keep my promise to her, myself, my mother and her mother.

Damien's POV

I woke up suddenly startled and drenched in sweat, although the AC was on but I was dripping in sweat. I looked around and discovered I was in my bedroom. I felt angry about having that same nightmare again.

I can remember ever since she had left I have always dreamt about us meeting but not about her leaving. It seems this night is different.

After she left I had cried, whined pleaded for me to see her again but all fell into deaf ears when my father got tired he threw me into a dark room for three days without food or water. I felt I was dying, without knowing what i had done to deserve the punishment.

He even thought I had forgotten about her.

I noticed a figure come to my sight, then I realized it was my lovely mate that I had saved earlier. She was curled up at one corner on the bed sleeping soundly like a baby.

I moved closer to her, removed a few strands of hair on her face. She looks so beautiful with her long eyelashes and pouty lips, the thought of how succulent those lips will feel made me feel hard and my trousers tightened.

Calm down big man. I mind s*****d myself. She's out of limits for now.

Unlike other werewolves I couldn't mind Link my mate, that was a price I paid for refusing to swear the oath of allegiance.

Staring at her I can't deny the fact that my mate is so beautiful and her eyes reminded me of that of my angel. I wondered if it was the same person but if she's then her life would be in danger.

I moved closer and kissed her gently on the forehead before rising up and carefully leaving my mind. I feared what would happen if I didn't leave the bed soon.

I felt the urge to mark her, mate with her, but I knew I shouldn't touch her yet, I need to be careful with her because she's so fragile.

With one last look at my mate, I walked out of the room, stripped my clothes off my body, got into the closet and shifted into the curse that I was.