Chapter 215

Chapter 215

Selene

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A hollow laugh bubbled in my throat, but I swallowed it. Instead, I forced myself upright, ignoring the agony tearing through my body. My blood dripped onto the stone beneath my feet, but I stood tall.

“You know what?” My voice came out calm. “I don’t even blame you. I blame myself for being so blind, and stupid. For wasting my love and loyalty on the two of you.”

They looked at me confused, as if they didn’t understand where I was going with this.

I gave them a broken smile. “If I were ever given another chance, Adrian, and Sienna, I would make sure to become your worst nightmare. I’d take everything from you. I’d make your lives as miserable as you’ve made mine. I’d strip you bare until you had nothing left. And most of all, I’d make sure you never have the one thing you truly crave.”

“I, Selene Bloodrose, promise you this, if I must make a deal with the devil himself, I will haunt you for the rest of your lives.”

The sky rumbled, and then thunder split the air with a violent crack, making the guards flinch, making even Adrian’s face twitch as the sky darkened above us.

The goddess had heard me. And so had the devil.

“And to answer your rejection, Adrian…” I whispered, my eyes locking on his. “I hope this answer is to your satisfaction.”

Before he could understand, I lifted the blade high.

His eyes widened, as if, for the first time, he realized what I was about to do. “Selene-!” He moved fast, but I was faster. My hand drove the blade into myself, piercing through flesh.

I gasped, and the world went silent.

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My eyes snapped open wide, my breathing laboured and ragged as I tried desperately to understand what had just happened. Sweat ran down my body, my hands clenched so tightly into fists that my nails dug into my palms. My chest heaved with each shallow breath, my heart still racing wildly from the vivid memory.

I lay there for a long moment, staring up at the ceiling of the unfamiliar yet strangely familiar room, trying to ground myself back in the present. The luxurious bed beneath me felt soft and expensive, the candlelight casting gentle shadows across the walls, but none of it registered properly at first. My mind was still trapped in that painful scene from one of my past lives, the moment of my death caused by the two people I had loved and devoted my entire existence to. My mate, Adrian, and my own twin sister, Sienna.

I frowned deeply, lifting one trembling hand to press against my aching head as I closed my eyes for a moment. It had been such a long time since I had thought about that particular lifetime so clearly and so vividly. I had been so occupied with many things in this new cycle.

I had never truly forgotten what those people did to me. I would never forget the way they had taken everything from me, the way they had rejected me, used me, and left me bleeding out on the cold ground while they watched. The reason I hadn’t done anything about it yet was simple and practical. I simply hadn’t had the time for them.

I clenched my hand harder, my nails digging into my palm as a slow, dangerous smile began to form on my lips. I whispered to myself, my voice low and steady, “It seems like I have been playing too much, that I have forgotten why I begged for a third life. But it’s now time to stop playing around and get straight to business.”

My eyes flashed with cold determination as the words left my mouth. In that moment, every painful memory from the

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Mooncrest Pack flooded back,the betrayal, the humiliation, the way they had treated me like I was nothing despite everything I had given them. I was going to make them pay. Even if I had to take over everything in my path, burn it all down, and rebuild it from the ashes, I would do it. The thought made my smile widen, a predatory curve that felt right on my face.

I was about to let that smile grow even darker when a strong hand suddenly grabbed my wrist. My eyes widened in shock as I was yanked backward and fell onto the bed with a soft thud. My hair spilled messily across the sheets, one hand still raised in a fist, ready to punch whoever had dared to touch me. But the moment my gaze met those familiar crimson eyes, I froze completely. The hand that was meant to strike was caught effortlessly in a lazy, powerful grip, as if it were nothing more than a child’s attempt.

My heart skipped a hard beat as I stared at that breathtaking face hovering above me. Normally when someone woke up they were supposed to look like a mess, and I knew I probably looked like one right now, hair wild, skin still flushed from sleep and yesterday’s activities. But that was not the case for this man. Not only did he not look like a mess, he looked even more handsome this morning. The early light caught the sharp lines of his jaw, the intensity of his crimson eyes, and the way his dark hair fell slightly tousled across his forehead. He looked beautiful. Almost unfairly so!

I couldn’t look away, especially when the memories of yesterday rushed back in vivid detail, how he had taken me over and over again all over his chambers, making me come so many times that I had lost count, pleasuring me and punishing me at the same time until I was shaking and begging. And when he was finally satisfied, he had come deep inside me, filling me up that still lingered in my body. The memories burned hot in my mind, making my face flush a little despite myself.

It was funny how many times my face had burned because of this man. It was getting harder and harder to control my reactions whenever I was with him.

Wanting to take back some control of the situation, I tried to pull my wrist free, but before I could move, he touched my wrist again and dragged me on top of him in one smooth motion. My naked body leaned fully against his, my black-and- white hair falling like a curtain around his face, my blue eyes blinking in surprise as I felt his large, warm hand cup my ass possessively.

Damien tilted his head slightly, looking up at me with those intense crimson eyes, and said in a low, calm voice, “If you want to play, play. I will give you a larger playground to play in.”

I froze, staring down at him in disbelief. “What?”

He didn’t hesitate. His gaze stayed locked on mine, our faces only inches apart, as he continued, “Selene Blackwood of Mooncrest Pack, use me. I will give you permission to use me for what you want.”

I looked at him, completely unable to believe what I had just heard. Our faces were so close that I could feel his breath against my lips as he offered himself to me so openly. The weight of his words settled heavy between us, and for a moment I could only stare, my heart pounding wildly in my chest.

At this point, I didn’t even know if I had somehow entered an alternate world where everything was different, because there was absolutely no way this demon, the cold-blooded Alpha Damien, would ever tell me, or anyone else for that matter, to use him.

Wasn’t he the one who always made others bow and serve? Wasn’t he the one who commanded absolute obedience without ever giving anything in return? So what the hell was happening right now?

I raised an eyebrow at him, studying his face carefully before a slow, skeptical smile curved my lips. “Really? I can use you?” I asked, my voice light but laced with clear disbelief. “What do you want in return then, Alpha Damien? I know this is not for free. What do you get in return? Let me guess… you want me to belong to you? Or do you want me to become one of your women? Do you like what we did last night that you want to have me for yourself?”

“Do you want me to become yours?”

I said the last part with a clear hint of mockery in my eyes, because I knew men. They were all the same in the end. He was the same. He wanted me for what I could offer him, power, pleasure, or something else he could claim and control. No one gave something for nothing, especially not someone like him.

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Damien didn’t get angry. He didn’t even react with irritation or coldness like I expected. He just looked at me steadily, his crimson eyes calm and unreadable, before he finally spoke in that deep, steady voice.

“You’re right. I want something from you.”

I looked at him, almost expecting the answer I had already guessed. I even started to say it out loud, “As expected, you’re the

But he cut me off smoothly, his eyes locked directly on mine with an intensity that made my words die in my throat.

“I want to become yours.”

I froze completely, my eyes widening in genuine shock.

What the hell did he just say?

The words hung in the air between us. I stared at him, my mind struggling to process what I had just heard. This was Alpha Damien, the demon of the west, the man who had killed me in countless past lives, the one who took what he wanted without ever asking or offering anything in return. And now he was saying he wanted to become mine? To be used by me?

It didn’t make sense. None of it made sense.

My heart pounded hard against my ribs as I continued to stare at him, searching his face for any sign that this was a joke, a trap, or some twisted game. But his expression remained serious.

I opened my mouth, but no words came out at first. The shock was too deep, and sudden. All I could do was lie there on top of him, our faces still inches apart, trying to understand how the most dangerous man I had ever known had just offered

himself to me like this.

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