Page 12 of His Blue Moon Princess

I’m seeing him for the very first time, so why does he feel so... familiar to me? Like I’ve known him forever. Like we’ve been waiting for him forever.

The whole atmosphere surrounding him gives off an oppressive feeling. He’s very tall and immediately dominates the room without effort. I was right, I’ve seen those ice-cold silver eyes before. He stares at me as soon as he comes into the room and walks up straight to me.

No, don’t approach. Yes, please come.

I’m going crazy! This inner turmoil won’t let me think for one second, and my wolf won’t hold still either. The beepingnext to me suddenly speeds up, but no one says a thing. I couldn’t care less. For now, all I can think about is this man coming up to me. His swift steps bring him to me in seconds, and I can’t even prepare myself before he sits on my bed, facing me. I barely notice that Tonia immediately shifts back and takes a few steps away.

His face is so close to me. I can barely breathe, but he won’t show any expression. Am I the only one in that helpless state? Is it my wolf only that finds him so handsome? No, he really looks like he was carved in marble. A chiseled face, with a strong jawline, a five o’clock shadow, and thin lips. I just can’t take my eyes off him, and those two diamonds won’t leave me, either.

Without warning, he lifts his hand to come and very gently caress my cheek. His fingers feel so warm and pleasant against my skin...

“How do you feel?” He asks, in a low and deep voice

I just nod, so intimidated. I can’t take my eyes off him, as if I wanted to engrave all his features in my mind.

“She just woke up. She can’t talk yet, but she’s definitely better.” Says Tonia.

“Her name is Nora,” says the other man.

“Nora...” he repeats softly.

Why does my name sound so beautiful when he’s the one saying it? I feel so shy and helpless, never have I been in such a turmoil of emotions before. Thankfully, I’m lying on a bed, because I’m sure I couldn’t have faced him on my own two feet, otherwise.

“What else?” He suddenly asks, not taking his eyes off me.

“Nothing much, Boss. She told us she is seventeen, but that’s it.”

Tonia calls him “Boss”? Now that I think of it, both she and her brother reacted to his presence and stepped back.They’re behaving differently since he entered the room, being respectfully still and quiet.

I can tell his Alpha aura is such that it won’t be ignored, and any wolf would most definitely submit right away and show respect... It can’t even be compared to Vincent; he’s on a whole different level. I don’t even get how I can stand looking at him in the eye for so long. Is that a mate thing to be somehow immune to him? Only the other man, who must be his brother, is still standing next to my bed, smiling confidently. He’s the only one that won’t lower his head while talking to him.

“She really just woke up, Damian. We only asked her a few things before you came. How did you know?”

“I felt it.”

So, his name is Damian. Damian Black, I suppose... It suits him, his jet-black hair, and his elegant dark suit, like his brother. I bet his wolf form is black, too.

Looking at his collar, I realize he has a large tattoo on the side of his neck. A black crescent moon, adding to his imposing aura.

“Who did this?”

He’s asking me.

His hand goes down from my cheek to my neck, and his expression subtly changes into something frightful. His commanding tone means to know who attacked me. And his eyes... scare me. I can feel the cold anger in his voice as he stares at my injury. I try to think of an answer, but when I try remembering, it’s so blurry...

I remember my brother dragging me out of the main house of the Clan. The suggestive white dress. Walking to the city, entering a building...

The fright all comes back to me. Alec pushing me in front of Marcus. The lewd smile and his eyes on me. My brotherabandoned me there. I unconsciously start quivering. Oh, Moon Goddess, I can’t remember what happened next. I just feel terrified as soon as I try. Wait, I think I remember. Yes, the disgusting feeling of his hideous paws on me, holding me while I struggled to escape, pushing Marcus away. It’s so sickening, I feel nauseous again. The tremendous fear as I tried to resist him, and...

Blood. Lots of blood.

Oh my gosh, what did I do? I start panicking, unable to remember the rest. I glance down as if I could see the blood-stained dress again. I just remember all this hideous red, on my hands, my legs... So, so much blood! What could have happened? I don’t... I feel like I did something terrible, but why is it that I don’t remember what happened!

All that comes to me after that is pouring rain, the cold, and my running away in a deserted street. The voice of Alec calling me, chasing me. His cold hands on my neck, tightening, choking me.

“Nora, Nora, calm down. You’re gonna be okay now, baby girl.” Says Tonia, worried.

She approached my bedside again, worried by my panic state. I realize I’ve started shaking and tearing up while remembering this horrible night. I hurriedly wipe it off with my sleeve. All of this is so upsetting, and now I wake up in this unbelievable hospital room, like a dream. I don’t want to reminisce right now. I’m exhausted, scared, and confused.

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