Slowly opening my eyes, it takes a moment to fully register that I’m on a strange, but a real comfortable bed. My heart starts to race as I start to sweat, not knowing where I am. My last memory was sitting up on the mountain. Sitting up I slowly exhale when I discover it’s my very own bed in Damon’s room. He is still sound asleep. Wanting to just spend a few extra moments with my mate I snuggle back down. Bringing my body closer to his I wrap my arms around his middle and curl up into his back.

“Phoebe, Phoebe. Wake up.” Startled I sit up in bed looking around for Damon. Crap I must have fallen back asleep I realise as Damon’s side of the bed is now empty and cold.

“Are you awake?” I hear through the mind link. It was Damon.

“I am now. You woke me.” I answer back.

“Sorry my love. I’m in the cells the rogue insists on speaking to you.” He informed me.

Replying, “Ok give me 20 minutes and I will be there.”

Quickly hopping in the shower, I did my morning routine and started to make my way to the cells.

As I was about to step out of the pack house's front door I hear,

“Holy cow why is the Luna glowing?” pausing I keep listening.

“I should tell her I’ve always thought she was the prettiest one in the pack." I hear another.

“I wish Damon was my mate.”

“When are the rogues attacking again.” I hear another. Snapping my head up I scan around until my eyes land on my supposedly friend Charlotte hidden from view under the staircase with her mate Phil. Walking over to her I scruff her by the neck.

“What did you just say” I yell in her face.

“No..nothing...Luna” She stutters out. As her face starts to become red, lips blue and her eyes start to bulge. I loosen my hold.

I ask her again. “Tell me again, what did you just say?” Phil grabs my arm, “You're hurting her. She didn’t say anything.” He added.

“Are you calling me a liar?” I question as I now turn towards him with my hand still wrapped around Charlottes neck. “I heard her asking you when are the rogues attacking again. Are you going to deny it?” I question raising my eyebrow at him.

I see him take a nervous glance at Charlotte, watching as his adams apple moves down and back up as he swallows hard before he starts to sway side to side. “Answer me.” I roared letting Ella take over.

“She didn’t speak it, Luna. She mind linked me.” Phil stuttered.

My mouth dropped open as Phil disclosed this piece of information. Quickly closing it, I pretend I didn’t just hear that. “Tell me why are the rogues going to attack for and how do you know?” I ask him. He stands stock still.

“What’s wrong Luna" I hear as someone grabs the arm that I’m holding Charlotte with. I snarl, the person quickly let's go. I turn my head, its Boyd. “Take Phil to the cells, I will take Charlotte. They are both working with the rogues.” I tell Boyd as his expression changed to one of puzzlement. He thought Phil was a good mate.

Walking them to the cells was a task in itself, as there was a mini blizzard happening. The snow came pouring down it was quite difficult to see, but so beautiful. Down in the cells Boyd and I place them on the first floor but in separate cells apart from one another, to be questioned later.

Taking another flight of stairs down I reach Damon. Throwing myself into his waiting arms, I calm my raging temper.

“What’s wrong my love?” Damon asks giving me a kiss on the top of my head.

“Charlotte and Phil.” I pause to lift my head to look him in the eyes “Are working with the rogues. I’ve put them in the cells above us.” I tell him.

A maniacal laughter was heard from a cell. “I heard you found out about your little spies.” The rogue behind the cell spits out.

“Tell me your name.” I gently ask. Walking towards the cell.

“For you my Queen anything.” He replies taking a bow.

Damon snarls at the rogue and came up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist. “mine" he growls, as he buries his head in to the crook my neck.

“My name is Dylan Myers.” The rogue continues ignoring Damon.

“Why are you here? Why did you destroy my room at the pack house and go to my family home?” I try to find out. He looks me in the eyes as I hear “She has a nice glow radiating off her today. I only want to give her my condolences for the loss of her father.”

“Who told you about my father.” I ask clenching and unclenching my fist.

“Phoebe relax he never said anything about your father.” As Damon spoke, Dylan lets out a booming belly laugh.

“Oh, but Damon she doesn’t need to hear words as she can read minds isn't that true little white wolf.”

Damon spins me around so I'm facing him. looking directly into my eyes, his searching mine he then asks “Is that true my love?”

“Yes, I discovered it on my way here. It's only just started today. It's how I found out about Charlotte and Phil.” I tell him truthfully.

“Ok, we will go and have another look in the books unless Dylan here would like to volunteer how he knows so much about you.” Damon looks at Dylan who now has his back turned to us.

“I would but I think its best if Phoebe finds out for herself. Her wolf will tell her if she can't find out the answers by her eighteenth birthday."

I gasp as my birthday is tomorrow. “What do you mean by my eighteenth?” I ask.

“It's when you will find out what you truly are.” Dylan answers his back is still facing us.

“Ok who sent you?” Questions Damon.

“Your friends hired me on behalf of someone. I had nothing to live for anyway so I agreed. You can call it my own suicide mission.” He chuckles again.

“How do you know about me?” I ask him.

“Why, I do believe you look exactly like her.”

“Like who?” I questioned.

“Again, you need to find out for yourself little wolf” He answered.

“Be careful though little wolf, be careful on who you trust and always listen to what your wolf tells you. Always remember you and your wolf together can't be conquered.” were his parting words as we left the cell.

Back in Damon’s office I remembered something that I read in Dylan’s mind. Putting down the book I had been reading I ask, “Damon do I have a special glow about me?” He drops his pen, raising his head he looks me over, nodding his head “Yes.” “What sort of a glow?” I enquire.

“It’s more like your aura has changed. Its yellow and you almost make me want to submit to you.” he informed me. That’s weird I thought as we were equals.

A knock sounded on the door before Damon had the chance I yelled out that they could enter. It was Maree our head cook carrying a tray of hot Pumpkin Soup, toasted Chicken and Cheese Sandwiches and Fruit Salad with Custard. My tummy growled as I had skipped breakfast.

Rubbing my now full belly, I pick up my wolf book. As I continue to read it I come across a mark it was shaped as a half a moon in all different colours. I put my book down and go around Damon’s desk to get another look at his mark. He wraps his arm around my waist tugging me in to his lap. “What are you doing my love?” he asks nibbling on my neck. “I thought I had found something but when I looked at your mark it was different. We have half a shield. That one was half a moon with different colours.”

“Damon” I squeak as I feel him suck on my ear lobe. “Yes my love." he huskily moans out while kissing back down my jaw to my mark were he begins to lightly nip at it. My wolf is laying flat on her back legs wide apart, tongue hanging out panting. She is pleased that her mate is showering her with love.

“Oh, you smell so good” I hear him as he licks at his lips. He moved me so now I’m straddling him. He moved his hands under and up my top until they rested on my breasts. I leant forward so now my nose was buried in his neck inhaling his mint chocolatey scent. I moved my hands to his back trying to hold him closer to me as I suck, and nip on the soft skin of his neck. He lets out a low growl, “You don’t know how much I need you Phebes." As he speaks he slides his hands around to my back, unclasping my bra. I moan in pleasure as he runs his fingertips up and down my back. I’ve always loved my back scratched. At the sound of my moans of pleasure he lifts my top up and over my head, and slides my bra off. He lowers his head taking one of my erect nipples in his mouth. I remove my hands from his back and tear his shirt from his body as I arch backwards on his desk. Damon moves to my other nipple, swirling his tongue around my bud, before taking it in his mouth. Removing his mouth from my nipple he lightly scrapes his canines down my torso embedding his scent into me. I become a moaning mess, I needed him badly. He looked up at me with his hooded eyes filled with lust as he reached the waist band of my jeans, and gave me a devilish smirk. His nails became claws as he tore my jeans and panties from my quivering body. “Damon the door” I panted out.

He lifts me, wrapping my legs around his waist, arms around his neck I sink my canines back into his mark. His chest vibrates against mine as he growls. Slamming me up against the wall beside the door, he locks it. He soon lets his canines elongate as he buries them deeply again into my mark. I let my own growl of pleasure out. With the both of us having our canines in each others necks I start to feel his emotions, see his memories. He was telling the truth about Sally as I couldn’t see not one memory of him with her Intimately. I never got the chance to experience this the first time, I’m not even sure why. I can feel through the bond he is experiencing the same. A fire started to burn in my belly as we withdrew from each others necks. He slams his mouth on to mine hungrily, both our tongues fighting for dominance as I moan into his mouth. Hearing Damon’s own moans of pleasure I started to feel bold so I bit his lower lip drawing blood. I see Edmund peeking out at me as I suck his bottom lip into my mouth, cleaning it from the blood. He trails hot searing kisses along my jaw, down my neck along my shoulder. My hands fist in his hair yanking his head back up until his mouth was back on mine.

Removing my hands from around his neck I slid them down his chest until I felt his belt. I quickly unbuckle it, then release the button on his jeans. Trying to slide his jeans past his hips, I feel his hands support my backside as I feel him trying to work his way out of his them.

I feel him walk as I’m kissing along his jaw, then I hear crashing. I look up and everything that was on his desk is now on the floor, some broken. He lays me on his desk spreading my legs wide he buries his face between them. I instantly cry out in pleasure as I feel his tongue licking between my folds. My hands work their way in his hair, as I feel him sliding a finger into me. I screamed his name loud at the pleasure he was giving me. The flames of the fire that was burning inside of me were getting higher and higher as I knew it wouldn’t be long before I exploded. He continued lapping at my folds like a starved man, licking, and sucking until with one final scream of his name I erupted like a volcano.

Coming down from my high Damon continued to lap at my juices. Once he had gotten his fill he climbed up my body and crashed his lips to mine. I loved this man with my whole being.

Taking control I push him off me to get up off his desk, pulling him with me across the room. I push him down on to his lounge and got down on my knees. Taking his big, hot throbbing member into my mouth, I took him in until he hit the back of my throat. Using my right hand I pumped the base of his cock, while my left hand massaged his balls. It wasn’t long before he was growling and moaning in ecstasy and massaging my head with his fingers. “Fuck Phoebe that feels good.” He let me torture his body a little bit more until finally he hauled me up until I was straddling him. He helped me guide himself in to me. To feel him inside of me this way was pure bliss. Quickly finding a rhythm he thrust up hard, as I thrust down. Oh god, I just found my new perfect position I thought, as I bent my head and captured his lips to mine. It wasn’t long until both of us were shouting out each others name as we both rode out the waves of pleasure.

Stroking my hair down my back, Still sitting atop Damon he whispers “I love you Phoebe so damn much. Your the best thing that’s ever happened to me. But promise me one thing?” he asks.

“What’s that” I answer.

“Don’t go in to the woods on your own. We have been having a rogue problem.” he confessed.

“I won’t” I assure him. “But tomorrow I’m going to mine and dads special place” I tell him.

He gathers me in close. “I could stay like this forever.” he sighs with content. “Mmm" I agree as I snuggle into his chest neither of us in a hurry to put our clothes back on.

Walking around Damon’s office trying to find my clothes I became frantic with worry as I realised Damon ripped my jeans and pants.

“Damon, what am I to put on you ripped my panties and jeans I can’t go to our room like this everyone will know what we just done."

He lets out a chuckle “I think they all ready know. I mind linked them all to stay away from the office, and with your screaming well...... But in the bottom drawer of my desk Phoebe is a pair of track pants put them on. Grab me a t-shirt out as well, you ripped mine.” He answers.

Once we were dressed we left the safety of Damon’s office to run to our room to quickly shower, but Damon decided quickly meant after another round of love making. Feeling sated he went back to his office, with the promise of cooking dinner and movies. I decided I needed to burn some calories so I rounded up the girls and made my way to the gym.

Tessa always puts up a good fight. As we sat on the bench seat watching Tania and Melissa fight I get a cold shiver and goosebumps appear on my arms as I get the feeling of eyes watching me. Turning I see no one else is in the gym. “What are you doing for the rest of the day/night?” Tessa asks me.

“Damon, has promised to cook me dinner in our suite, and then we are going to watch our favourite movie Jurassic Park" I answer her looking forward to some romantic time with my mate.

Damon ended up cooking a 3 course meal. Antipasto Garlic Bread for an entree, mini Pepperoni and BBQ Chicken Pizza’s and a creamy Bacon Carbonara Pasta dish and for dessert a Chocolate Molten Lava Cake. After Damon finished kissing the remnants of the lava cake off the corners of my mouth, he whispered huskily in my ear “How about we ditch the movies and take our wolves for a run?” he suggested.

Stripping out of my clothes standing in snow up to my ankles as the ice cold wind freezes my body I try to shift into my wolf form but nothing happens. Trying to speak to her I ask “Ella, Why won’t you shift?” No answer. “Ella?” still no answer. I can feel her but nothing. Maybe she is tired I thought. Turning, I see Damon is also naked. I let my greedy eyes drink him in while trying to entice Ella out but still nothing. He turns to me his nose and forehead are scrunched up. “I can’t shift" he tells me. “I can feel my wolf but I can’t shift.”

“I can’t either” I confess. “I can’t even feel your emotions or mind link you" I add starting to feel panicked.

Damon’s eyes sweep over my shaking body “Get dressed, my love your freezing" he tells me as he picks up my clothes.

Sitting in the library surrounded by books trying to work out what’s happening my eyes begin to close. “Come on my love I think we will call it a day. We will get the others to help tomorrow.” Damon suggests as he picks me up carrying me to our room.

I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.