5. I am a badass? Yeah, sure

“W-what?” I asked in a trembling voice, “w-what is h-heat?”

I watched in shock and surprise as his eyes kept switching from their original stormy blue to the dark and magical purple. It was as if there was not one, but, two Damens, both of them fighting for control.

“Lilith,” his voice was a low growl, as he tried his best to keep his feet rooted to the ground, “get away.”

Before I could even think of breathing though, he was in front of me in a flash, and both his hands slammed on the wall on either side of my head, effectively caging me in. I looked up wide eyed, to find his eyes darkened to almost black.

“D-Damen?” I stuttered, trying not to focus on my loud heartbeats which I was pretty sure, he could hear.

His eyes flickered to my lips, and darkened even more, if that was possible. He let out a hungry, possessive growl. I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t scared yet turned on at the same time.

His tilted his head, and silky black strands fell over his eyes. He was staring at me as if he was assessing me for the first time. His eyes were filled with lust and before I could register anything, his fingers trailed down my neck, making my breath hitch in my throat. He buried his face in the hollow of my neck while his fingers teased the top button of my shirt.

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! What was he doing? And more importantly, why was it so thrilling? Where the heck were the bloody tingles on my skin coming from? I should probably knee him where the-

My thoughts were cut off when I heard the snap of a button. A gasp left my lips when I realised that he had opened the top button of my shirt- more like torn it apart. With a flick of his finger, the next button came off, and that’s when I came back to my senses.

“The heck!” I shrieked and tried to push him away. Keyword: tried.

I think I made things worse. He was livid. His eyes were blazing and I could feel the heat radiating off of him to my very core. He slammed a fist beside my head and let out a warning growl.

“Don’t ever disrespect me again like that,” his voice was low, deep and guttural. Something told me that this really wasn’t Damen speaking. And, this made me even more scared than I already was. Just what was I dealing with exactly?

“I will not stand by and let you have your way with me, either,” I tried to keep my voice steady, “you can kill me for all I care, but-”

Before I could finish my sentence, Damen’s eyes suddenly drooped close and his head fell on my shoulder. I tried not to lose my balance as all his weight suddenly came over me. What the hell? Did he just faint or what?

In a matter of seconds, Damen’s unconscious body was taken off of me, and my eyes widened when I saw two unfamiliar men standing in front of me, trying to drag damen away. I could easily tell that they were supernaturals too. But, who were they, was the more important question?

What if they were here to kidnap damen or something since he was the royalty of SNR and apparently big deal. Not that I would be complaining. Fuck mate and all those tingles and bullshit that came with it. They could take him and do whatever-

“I am sorry, if we startled you,” one of the men suddenly spoke up, after he had successfully dragged damen a few feet away from me.

Um, why were these kidnappers apologizing?

“I am Clint,” the man continued, “prince Damen’s second in command and this is Trent,” he gestured towards the other guy, “the third in command.”

I let out a horrific scream when I saw Trent waving at me with a big ass injection in his hand.

Trent glanced at me in confusion before he realised what I was screaming at, and hid the injection behind his back.

“Uh, that’s just an antidote,” he said sheepishly, “this is the only thing in the world that can get damen under control. You will be seeing it a lot in future.”

“So, you are telling me that you injected your own prince with something that is potentially harmful for him?” I blinked.

“Oh, we are allowed to that in emergency situations, such as this one,” Clint said, gesturing towards my disheveled appearance and half open shirt.

Oh shoot!

I quickly crossed my arms over my chest and tried not to let my embarrassment show on my face.

“w-what happened to D-Damen?” I asked them, “why was he behaving like that?”

Clint scratched the side of his neck, “you are in heat and he wasn’t able to…how do I put it…um, his-”

“In simple words,” Trent cut him off, “he couldn’t control his hormones and his beast came out to-”

“Trent! I think that’s enough,” Clint snapped seeing my horrific expression.

I released a breath to compose myself, “um, can you guys tell me what is heat?”

“It’s basically when your body is ready to mate,” Clint winced, “you will experience hormonal changes and all the unmated males around you will be attracted toward you. And, um, your mate’s need to mark and mate you will become stronger than ever…”

“Wait, so you are telling me that he was going to mark me?!” I exclaimed, throwing my hands up, “this freaking nincompoop! Do I look like a freaking toy that he can label as he wishes?” I walked towards Damen, and kicked his feet to express my anger.

“Whoa, our future queen is a badass,” Trent said in awe.

“Trent, focus!” Clint snapped again, before turning to me, “there are some things about supernaturals that you need to learn. Marking is a really common thing among mates. We are still bound by our primal instincts in some respects. But, in your case, there might be some exceptions, seeing as you are human. For example, your heat is different. Trent and I are unmated but we don’t feel attracted towards you.”

“Geez, thanks,” I said defensively. Was he trying to say that I was an ugly hag?

“No, don’t take this in the wrong way,” Clint quickly rushed, “I meant to say that normally when supernatural females go into heat, they are in extreme pain and they have an equally strong desire to mate. But, you seem…normal. I guess, this is because you are a human. It’s a good thing really, because the pain that females suffer during heat is almost unbearable and they give in to the urge of mating quickly.”

“Ew,” I scrunched up my nose, “let’s stop talking about this or I will throw up.”

“Sure,” Clint nodded in amusement, “you can go and rest in the bedroom. Your heat should be over in a few hours. We will stay with Damen here and make sure that he doesn’t wake up before that otherwise…”

I shuddered thinking about the ‘otherwise’, and rushed inside the bedroom.

I couldn’t fall asleep, even though my body was begging me to. With so much happening, my mind refused to take a break and kept thinking about it all over again. what would have happened if clint and trent hadn’t arrived on time? I was guessing damen had informed them about our whereabouts and about me. Maybe, he knew that this was going to happen? Afterall, he did warn me to lock myself up. But, if-

My thoughts were broken when I heard a light tap on the window. I turned my head to see the dark silhouette of a person waving at me from outside the window. I would have screamed if I hadn’t recognized the figure. It was Aiden freaking Sinclair.

I immediately opened the window and let him in.

He exhaled loudly and assessed my face for any injuries, before grabbing my hand, “let’s go, Lilith.”

“Go where? How did you find me? What are you doing here?” I asked in shock, “Do you know about Damen and me? What if someone sees you? They-”

He placed a finger on my lips to shut me up.

“I know everything. I will answer your questions later,” he said urgently, “we need to get out now.”

I nodded and followed Aiden outside, through the huge window. However, we had taken just two steps, when an all too familiar spine chilling voice came from behind us:

“Going somewhere, Lilith?”