Alpha Damon's Mate

Chapter 7

Damon started kissing me harder and harder. It just felt amazing and I couldn't believe I was actually doing this.

I - the shy, retarded - Elise, who had never met any boy, just had my first kiss!

With the hottest guy in the universe. I broke away from him, panting. I badly needed air again.

Dazed, I realized that people around us had started clapping. I blushed in embarrassment. Were they still tight?

Then I looked at Damon. He had a grin on his face, like little kids do when they get a new toy.

His eyes blazed blue and he pulled me close. "Princess," he murmured into my hair. I almost forgot the waiter, who made himself felt again with a groan of pain.

Blood ran from his nose. Automatically, Damon's features hardened again, though he didn't seem too angry with me anymore.

"What else do you want?" he growled. I quickly stood in front of him. "Please! He didn't do anything. He was only the waiter!" "So your date is still coming up, isn't it?" I slapped my forehead.

"I'll explain later. Now he needs a doctor. Damn, you broke his nose when he was completely innocent."

Damon stared at me in protest. "He was near you. That makes him guilty enough." That's enough for me.

"What's the f*****g PROBLEM you have?" In my rage I started to yell German. "HE DID NOT f*****g DONE THAT WAS PROHIBITED. HE JUST TAKE MY ORDER, YOU BULLSHIT! WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ME?" ?THE I ARE THE SAME WITH EVERY RUMBIRD?'

I looked at him in disappointment and was about to cry. "Now finally call a doctor." With tears in my eyes, I turned to the bystanders.

The crowd slowly moved. Well finally. I turned on my heel and walked out of the coffee. Before that, however, I slap a bill on the table. Inside I was more disappointed than ever before.

Something in me was broken. When Damon punched the guy, I was terrified of him for a moment. About how cold-blooded he was and about his willingness to hurt someone who wasn't to blame.

"Elisa! Elise, now wait." I turned around, whining. "I don't want to see you anymore, Damon! Never again." He didn't seem to want to let it, because he grabbed my wrist.

"But I won't let you go. Not now that I've finally found them. Not after you kissed me. Y-you... you can't deny that there's something magical between us!" The tears blurred my vision.

"I haven't either. But I saw it. How you mercilessly beat the waiter. At least now I know why I don't trust anyone. There are so many sides to people that it is impossible to get to know them all. You're only shown the beautiful things, and when the evil in someone comes out, you get hurt. You are disappointed and appalled. And you have the feeling that you don't really know the person behind the facade."

"Don't say something like that..." "Am I forbidden to tell the truth now?" I interrupted him. “No, but... I know it was wrong. But when I saw you guys together, I got so terribly jealous. Damn, I'm so scared of losing you it hurts just to think about it!"

"stop it! Just stop saying things like that. You can't manipulate me. Either you tell me everything I want to know now, or I'll never speak to you again!"

I looked at him helplessly. Everything in me screamed to just forgive him, but my brain told me that I could at least take advantage of the situation a little.

Yes. I definitely wasn't capable of being a social person. Damon looked desperate, but then his eyes glittered as if he had an idea.

"Give me a month! give me a month to win you After that I will tell you everything. If you don't love me after that, then...then I'll let you go." Towards the end, his voice trailed off. "Deal," I said, slapping his hand.

"But, I have a few conditions." He looked at me contritely. "If I catch you with another one during this time, you'll let me go immediately, but I can hit you with a pan first." Damon grinned .

"You are jealous. That's cute! I accept that. I only want you anyway." Bright red but angry at the same time, I put my hands on my hips. "I. Am. Not. jealous!" I hissed.

"My second condition is that as soon as you hurt me in any way, be it physical or mental, the deal is void.

Third, you will not touch me, kiss me, hug me, or anything else unless I ask you to!"

"B-but... how am I supposed to take it?" He pulled me towards him in pain, but I slapped his hand away.

"You'll have to decide for yourself if I'm important enough to you...

Now for my final condition: You have nothing to say or make decisions about me. Until I say so, Wilhelmine won't find out from you and you won't snoop on me, nor try to find out things about me. If you want to know something, ask me directly."

"These are the toughest terms you could ask me... But I'd do anything for you!" "Stop snorting"

But somehow I found it really cute. "May I invite you to my house for a cake?" We could talk there... About what that was in the coffee and stuff..." I frowned.

"Fine with me, but don't forget the rules," he grinned. "How could I forget the mental torment you put me through?" I almost felt guilty. But then I dismissed the thought. My terms had not been inhuman. He would survive that.

"Oh shut up..." "My lips can only be sealed with a kiss" he smiled mischievously at me. "Oh, just forget it..." A soft laugh rang out. "I'd be happy to keep talking for you, my little princess!"

Ph. As if I was small! Jerk. Just because he was taller than me didn't mean I was short. I turned away from him, offended.

"What's the matter with you now?" he moaned and wanted to put his arm on my shoulder. I slapped her away. "Let's go to your place now." He grinned cheekily again. "You're a really fast one!"

Actually it should only be a joke from him, but right now I was particularly sensitive. My eyebrows rose mockingly.

"If you like, I can go straight home." "No! No, of course not. Come with me, my car is over there!"

i grinned Somehow it was fun to hold it in your hand. To be in charge for once. He gallantly opened the car door for me, sat down himself and started the engine.

"I would like to introduce you to someone else!" he said. "Who?" "My cousin. Her name is Laeta. She's like a best friend to me. I think you've met her before, haven't you?"

I remembered. My first day in school. The scene in the hallway blurred before my eyes. How I ran into Jake and Damon made a slug out of him.

' She is MY MATE! ' he had yelled. What did that mean? If I was home, I would google it immediately. "Yes, I remember very well" the stab in my heart and my jealousy.

But I only said the last thing in my mind. It would be embarrassing if he heard it. And above all, he would see me as easy to get.

"Great. Well, she was on an exchange year last year and we haven't seen each other that often since then, which is why we hugged so much." He smiled apologetically at me. I forgave him immediately. Well, what did forgive mean?

In fact, he hadn't done anything! "And she is with us today. I'm sure you'll get along great. And then we could... continue playing the question-and-answer game. I'm dying to know more about you."

I had to smile. He was really cute. "You know where your limits are, don't you? No questions about my family or past!" He nodded eagerly.

"If you don't want to, princess, then neither will I." I felt like he was a toddler doing exactly what Mommy said. Strange notion because we'd just kissed a few minutes ago. "But you can't ask me everything..." Menno. And I had my hopes up. Not. I had now gathered that he reacted sensitively to certain topics and then simply closed up.

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"Hey, I'm Elise" I introduced myself coolly and wanted to shake hands with Laeta. She looked at me disparagingly. "No thanks. I don't want the stupidity to spread... keep your distance."

I beg your pardon? She obviously wanted to make me look stupid. I pulled myself together.

"I'm very touched that you take care of my health and intelligence, but I'm so smart, even you can't infect me"

Laeta's face twisted into an angry grimace. "I beg your pardon? you *****! What do you think of? You're just my cousin's toy anyway. Nothing that is really important to him, because otherwise the situation would be very different. So I warn you Just get the hell out of here before I take care of it"

"Oh yes? I don't give a f**k what you think of me, you i***t. I haven't done anything bad, so what's your problem?"

I was dangerously calm, which meant I was about to freak out. If this girl didn't run away quickly now, she wouldn't survive today.

"What's going on here?" I turned around. A middle-aged man stared affectionately at Laeta. "Who is that? One of Damon's...bedmates?"

I hissed indignantly. "What's the problem with all of you here? Am I going to be a b***h just because I like Damon?"

"The question is more, why do you like him. Because of his looks? Because of his money? Because he's an alpha?” What did that mean? Alpha was the first letter of the Greek alphabet, as far as I knew, but the way he said it, it sounded like a rank. "Uncle!" someone intervened and interrupted my train of thought.

"She's human. And she's my MATE!” There it was again. That word. 'Mate'. I had to google it when I got home. Without delay. The man who appeared to be Damon's uncle winced. His eyes widened.

"Oh I did not know that. I'm very sorry." I laughed mockingly. "Oh, no problem. You just called me a slut. And they say that the youth of today are so terrible and vulgar in their language."

I grinned ironically. "And what are you looking at? Let's have a coffee and maybe I'm not a slut after all. I would even walk to the supermarket for you and get us some cake..."

"You called HER a b***h?" Damon's - beautiful, striking, manly, stunning...okay, that's enough! - voice trembled. I assumed with anger.

"How dare you? Better go away before I forget myself. And you too. Laeta!" The two addressed turned on their heels and left the kitchen where we were.

A hand brushed a strand of hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear. "What did we agree on, Damon?" I forced out with difficulty. I just didn't want him to notice how cute I found it all.

"All right. Oh princess. I'm so sorry these two are such idiots and-" "Is that true? Have you had many..." I struggled to find the words "Girlfriends before me?"

He buried his head in my hair in embarrassment and this time I didn't reprimand him. If he does. "No... But I'll admit I've had two drunk one-night stands..." I sighed with relief. While that wasn't exactly what I was hoping for, it wasn't nearly as bad either. as I had imagined.

I mean, with a handsome guy like Damon, that's kind of to be expected. The women had to look after him in droves. "H-did you already have a boyfriend?"

I was about to answer when he interrupted me.

"Moment! You said: Other girlfriends before ME! Do you see yourself as my girlfriend?" I slapped his arm. "Well, first of all, you just referred to me as your girlfriend in the coffee, so hold on. And secondly, you know very well that I didn't mean it that way. But I have to say that between us it's a bit... It just crackles, okay? Are you satisfied?"

His grin told me everything. "Well... And my other question?" I sighed in exasperation. "Please look at me and ask yourself, is it possible that a person like me, with my social skills and the way I interact with others, could have had a boyfriend? "

"You're perfect, so it's very possible," he defended himself and me at the same time. "I'm not perfect." "Are you a virgin?" he asked outright, and I blushed bright red.

"That's none of your business!" "Fortunately. I was so scared. You're supposed to.... Well. Actually, it doesn't really matter. How do you say it? I'm maybe not your first date, your first Kiss or your first love, but I want to be the last one in everything. The last one who will kiss you, who you will love and..." "Oh, just shut up you creep" "I'm only telling the truth. " I smiled into his eyes, giggling. "Do you want to kiss me?" I breathed.