Twin Flames
~Lyra~
How would you feel standing in front of two identical brothers, both of them carved from the same dangerous beauty, both of them radiating enough power to crush you just by looking your way?
I will not lie to you. I was already in tears. My vision blurred, my chest ached, and my throat felt like it was closing. I did not even know what was happening anymore.
My wolf was begging me to calm down, whispering inside my head that I needed to breathe, that I needed to stay still, but the more I tried, the harder I cried.
My body shook like a leaf in a storm because the scene unfolding in front of me did not even feel real. It was as if I was standing inside some twisted nightmare where two Damons had been set loose to destroy each
other and I was the one who had lit the fire.
It was terrifying because when I looked at them, I could barely tell them apart.
The only difference between them was their clothes. It was like watching Damon fight his reflection, and the thought alone made my chest hurt so badly I could barely stand.
And yet, here is the part that makes me feel sick even admitting it: Daren had some kind of sick effect on me.
Goddess help me, I do not know why, and I hate myself for even feeling it. He should repulse me, but when his filthy words slipped from his mouth, when he looked at me with those eyes that mirrored Damon’s but burned
with darker hunger, I felt something I should never have felt.
I felt heat twist low in my stomach, an ache that had no place there. It was wrong. It was shameful. It should
not be happening.
But my body betrayed me, reacting to the filth he promised as if my nerves could not tell the difference
between danger and desire.
What is wrong with me? Why, when I heard him/speak about what he would do to me, did I feel a sensation
shoot through me, leaving me trembling, my thighs clenching together like I was caught between horror and
need?
I wanted to scream at myself to stop, to shut it down, to erase the thought. But I could not. Because even
though Damon was about to break his twin brother’s face in two for daring to say it, my heart hammered
against my ribs with confusion and fire that made me want to hide from my own skin.
“Damon, please, just stop!” I cried, my voice shaking so badly it broke in the middle of his name. I rushed
forward, grabbing his arm with both my hands. “Babe, listen to me, please. Damon! Damon, please stop!
Please, I am begging you!”
“You have me, Damon, every part of me, every piece of me already belongs to you. I do not want him, I do not need him, I hate him for saying those things, I hate him for looking at me that way.
“You do not need to kill him to prove he cannot touch me, because I will never let him. I swear it, Damon, I swear it on my soul, on my bond with you, I will never let him have me, so please, stop before you do something you will regret forever.”
I was shaking so hard I thought my legs might give out, but I kept crying, kept begging, kept talking, because
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I could not let Damon slip away into that rage completely.
“Please, babe, please just look at me. Look at me, not him. I am yours. I will always be yours. Please, Damon, do not let him take this from us by pushing you to kill him. I love you, and I need you, and I cannot lose you to
this. Please, just stop. Please.”
And then I heard Daren laugh.
It was low, cruel, and so smug it made my stomach twist. He leaned forward against the pillar even with Damon’s hand crushing his throat, his mouth split open and bleeding, yet he still found the strength to grin at us both as though this was his victory.
“Listen to your woman, brother,” Daren rasped, his tone thick with mockery as his eyes burned with amusement. “Do you hear her? She is begging you, clinging to you, crying for you not to kill me.
“And you know why, Damon? It is not just because she fears for you. It is because she fears for me too. She is crying for me. She does not want me dead. She does not want to see me broken beneath your fists. A part of
her wants me alive.”
I froze, my chest seizing, but Daren’s words did not stop. They only grew filthier, darker, more poisonous.
“She tells you she hates me, but her body betrays her. I saw it, I smelled it, I felt it the second I spoke. You
may own her in name, Damon, but her body is curious. Her body wonders. Her body aches to know what it would feel like if I slid inside her instead of you.
“You think her tears are only for you? No, brother. She is crying because the thought of me will not leave her. I am already in her head, I am already under her skin, and you cannot beat me out of her no matter how hard
you try.”
“Shut your mouth,” Damon snarled, but Daren’s smirk, widened as if he had been waiting for that exact
response.
“She clings to you now,” Daren continued, his eyes flicking to me, lingering in a way that made my stomach burn with both shame and heat, “but when she is alone at night, she will think of me.
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“She will remember the way I said I would touch her, the way I would taste her, the way I would worship her body instead of breaking it. And when that thought takes root, she will tremble, she will ache, she will touch
herself with your name on her lips but my face in her head.
“You cannot stop it. You cannot stop me. Because she already knows I am different from you, and different is temptation.”
“Get out of my sight, Daren. Now.”
The words thundered out of him. My knees nearly buckled from the weight of it, and I saw something shift in Daren’s eyes.
His smirk faltered, barely, but enough for me to see it. His shoulders stiffened, his jaw clenched, and he shook. It was small, quick, almost unnoticeable, but I saw it. I saw him flinch in fear of Damon’s wolf.
My own wolf inside me stirred, sharp and wild, hissing with satisfaction because she recognized the truth. Daren could smirk, Daren could taunt, but beneath it all, he felt the weight of Damon’s dominance and it rattled him.
For one breath, just one, I thought he might bow his head. But then he straightened, dragging his tongue
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across his bloody lip, and the mask snapped back into place. That damn smirk curved his mouth again, mocking and dangerous, as if he had not just cracked.
“Alright, brother,” Daren said, his voice smooth, coated with that careless arrogance he wore like armor, though I could still hear the edge underneath it.
His eyes flicked to me, slow and the look he gave me made my stomach twist with both shame and heat. It lingered too long, as if he wanted Damon to see it, as if he wanted me to feel it. “We will see.”
He stepped back then, his shoulders rolling lazily as though Damon’s fury were nothing but an inconvenience.
The second Daren’s shadow vanished into the doorway, my body shook with so much fury and fear I could barely stand still. My hands were trembling, my face still wet with tears, and yet the words flew out of me before I could stop them.
“Why didn’t you tell me about your twin brother, Damon? What is wrong with you, huh? Why didn’t you let me know about your family? Speak to me. f*****g speak!” My voice cracked on the last word, half from the sob in my throat and half from the way my chest felt like it was breaking apart.
Damon’s jaw tightened as his eyes flashed, the storm inside him still alive and clawing for release. “Not now,
kitten,” he said, his tone clipped and harsh, the words slicing through the tension. “I will grab the bags. Just go inside.”
“No, Damon!” I screamed, my tears turning into heat, anger pouring into my voice until my throat ached. “***k you! Talk to me! Why? Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you let me know about him? About them? About
your family? You must have your f*****g reason, so say it to me, Damon. Say it!”
His head snapped toward me, his wolf rumbling beneath his skin as he growled low enough to shake the air
between us. “Do not get me pissed, kitten. And do not use the f word on me.”
My heart hammered so violently I thought I would collapse, but I refused to step back. I refused to let him
silence me.
“Or what, huh? What will you do, Damon? Will you growl at me? Will you throw me aside? You hide things
from me and then you tell me not to curse? No, you talk to me now! You cannot keep me in the dark and
expect me to just obey you like nothing happened!”
His eyes narrowed as he shook his head slowly, the corner of his mouth curving into that dangerous smirk
that made my stomach knot even as my wolf snarled in warning.
“You feisty little omega,” he muttered, almost amused, and before I could even register what he was doing, he
bent down, grabbed me by my thighs, and tossed me over his broad shoulder like I weighed nothing.
I gasped, kicking against his chest as his arm locked around the back of my legs. My fists pounded against
his back as heat rushed to my face. “Let me go, Damon! Drop me! I am not some bag you can throw around.
Damon, I mean it, let me go right now!”
He did not even flinch. He turned his head slightly toward the guards who had been frozen in place since the fight and barked, “Pick up our bags. Now.” His voice carried so much command that they scrambled instantly,
grabbing the luggage as though their lives depended on it.
“Damon!” I cried again, my body bouncing against his shoulder as he carried me toward the entrance like I was nothing more than a toy in his grip. My nails dug into his back through his shirt as I kicked against him.
“This is insane! Let me down, I am not a child. I am not some possession you can just throw over your
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shoulder whenever you feel like it!”
He shifted his grip slightly, one large hand pressing firmly against the back of my thighs, his other hand lifting to my ass where he delivered a sharp spank that made me gasp so loudly I thought the guards might hear my soul leave my body. f**k that turned me on. I knew that instant I was f*****g wet.
“Say one more thing, kitten,” Damon growled, his voice low, dangerous, and thick with warning as he carried me up the stairs with complete ease. “Just say one more word. I dare you.”
“Or what, Damon?” I whispered.
Royalty Writes
Hey dear readers
While writing this I giggled
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