The Beast And The Blessed

Three: Damien

Damien's P.O.V.

She had been wandering my woods for a week. A week of me following her like a lost cub, trying to figure out what her intentions were, before she finally snuck up on me.

I had been stalking her each day as she moved so effortlessly through the trees, watching with fascination as she examined every abnormality. Disruptions in the dirt, broken branches, and torn leaves.

Occasionally, I would leave a trail just to steer her in a different direction and get her away from my cabin.

She had been getting closer to finding it each day. She had never given up or taken a break beyond stopping to relieve herself or munch on food. I gave her privacy but never let her wander too far away. The last thing I wanted was for her to actually find me or where I lived.

The second the sun was up, she was sneaking through the woods.

When it set, she would go back to the river to stare at the spot I had been in when I first spotted her.

Eventually, she would turn in for the night, and there was always an uncomfortable feeling that would settle in my gut, knowing she was going back to sleep in a camp of men.

It was unreasonable and unwarranted, but I wanted to cross the river and drag her back to my side of the water like a caveman, but I shook that thought away quickly.

It had been a while since a female had crossed my land, and I had given her my attention. Even then, it had only ever been for one night. Once it was over, they went on their way.

I didn't see it necessary to seek them out, and it had been a while. Still, seeing her, even covered in some disgusting slime, sparked an interest in me that I couldn't shake.

It took everything in me to walk away that first day and not cross the river to enjoy what she was offering as she held her arms out and invited me to join her. Her emerald green eyes pierced my soul so deeply that I initially thought she was a witch.

Someone as hypnotizing as she had to be casting an enchantment. But no. She was just that breathtaking.

I hadn't been expecting an uneventful day today. I had assumed it would be the same as every day before of her wandering the woods, searching for me. But she was one step ahead and switched the roles in our game of cat and mouse.

When she stepped into view, I had been in my fur, hunched over my lunch. Her bright green eyes were wide, so innocent and happy. It was the kind of happiness that belonged there, that should be there forever.

We held gazes as I ripped another chunk of meat from the deer and chewed it slowly. If anything, her happiness turned to amusement as I growled at her.

It was pointless and sounded pathetic. My hackles weren't even up, and I felt no aggression toward her. It was simply a warning, one I hoped she took to heart because I wasn't sure I could fight her if she attacked me. There was a protective need in me, telling me to keep her safe. Fighting her would go against that, and just the idea of it made me feel sick.

Instead, the green-eyed hunter simply sat down at the base of a tree and watched me. It was invigorating, but the long sword strapped to her back reminded me not to underestimate her. Any woman willing to run after a bear in their underwear and then hunt them for a week had a motive.

her eyes on

if she were interested. But the Lycan hunting

thumbnail over

and elegance that I knew she didn't belong sleeping

narrowed my eyes, went back to my meal, and she would press them together with a small

little thing. I would give her that.

seen several men in the area recently, I needed to be cautious. Wolves and Lycans had

catch my attention,

I had never had a woman as beautiful and poised as her wander into my woods. Never before had they ever had any interest in me either. Yet, she

change, and I watched as she dropped her hands to the ground as if to push herself up. The action was confusing and made

but she might have been able to pull her sword or a dagger in time. Why wasn't she

back, panic finally

Her voice was like warm honey, so soothing

her... she had to be using magic. Maybe she was tampering with siren blood, or perhaps

didn't want to wait and find out. It was bad enough that I had allowed her so close while eating. Wolves couldn't be

let my guard down, which wasn't a mistake

to her feet, I spun around, running through the trees as quickly as

she didn't follow, or she was stealthier than I had thought because

day, waiting for her to appear as she had before. There was

to skin me alive, the risk might be worth seeing her smile at

woman, and I was already contemplating allowing her to pull her blade on me just to see her

It was ridiculous.

to enter my home, my legs stopped moving. The sun had just started to set, and I knew she would be sitting by the river, staring at where I had been standing when she

walked up to clean my hands. She wasn't exactly silent and put on one

away, but

wanted her to see

get a closer look

one look

I knew it, I was stomping back through the forest, furious with myself for needing to see that she made it back to her camp okay. She had never had

from the river and

pain made me slow, and I ducked behind

better," The huntress laughed. My eyes closed briefly before I shook my head and opened them back up to the

man said coldly, and as the sound of metal