Damian's Immortal (Chapter Nine, page 1 of 11)


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Yully awoke in a cozy bedroom that smelled of lavender. Light poured in from a large window, and a fan overhead made the curtains flutter.

"Hey."

She twisted at the sound of Jule's voice. He sat beside her bed, his large body awkward in the small chair. He wore a snug T-shirt that displayed the roped forearms covered in tattoos. Tattoos peeked from the V-neck of the T-shirt. His dark gaze was steady, his body rippling with the power she couldn't quite pin down. The flow of energy between them, though, was open and warm. She was safe again.

"Hey," she replied.

"How're you feeling?"

"Tired but good." She looked around again and drew her knees towards her chest. "Where are we?"

"Home," he said with a slow smile. "Temporary home. Damian's headquarters is in Texas for now. You'll find home is wherever we are." His words warmed her from the inside.

"I like that idea," she said. She held out a hand to him, and he took it. "My father …"

"We sent his soul back to the immortal world."

"Good, I think," she whispered, chewing her lip. "I guess I should feel sad, but I don't. I still feel angry."

"You have every right to feel angry," he replied. "You're safe now. No one can ever hurt you again." His gaze flared at his words, and the energy between them pulsed. This time, he wasn't a fever-riddled man incapable of defending her.

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