Abigail's POV

　　"What are you looking at, Ace?" I sulked, spying him looking into the distance ominously. Narrowing my eyes through the woods. "When did it get misty?" I asked, confused by the sudden change in the air. When we arrived in the woods earlier, the madness that had seeped into the shadows was almost tangible, and Something about that excited me! 

　　Running my fingers through the purple mist that had descended over the thick grass, I smiled, observing it twist through my fingers like a fish caressing the current. I could feel the purple haze contaminating my skin with wickedness, unlocking my deep-rooted desires to welcome corruption and bath in glorious sin! 

　　Embracing it impulsively, I ran my hands over Damien's shoulders, standing behind him, my body pressed against him snugly. I leaned up on my tiptoes, pressing a kiss to the nape of his neck, grinning, hearing him groan approvingly. Trailing my fingers across his shoulders, down his strong arms, exploring the masculine form of his torso before my hungry digits slid into his sweatpants on a mission to recover their earlier prize. My lips teased at the sensitive skin of his ear, biting down on his lobe roughly just as my hands gripped his thick member. 

　　"Are you ever not hard?" I breathed into his ear, smiling at his husky chuckle, but he didn't answer, making me pout at the apparent silent treatment I was getting. Damien had never had an issue with using his words before! Determined to get the better of him, I trailed kisses down his jaw. Tilting his head to face me so my tongue could tease his lips seductively with my free hand, the other sliding over his cock purposely.

　　Forcing my tongue into his mouth, I smiled against his lips, feeling him melting against me. With a steady grip around his shaft, I slowly slid my hand up and down the rod, closing my fist gently but firmly as it glided up and over his mushroom head. Coaxing his delicious pre cum out with my thumb before picking up the pace of my movements on his cock, sliding my hand down his body, my kisses still devouring his starved lips needily.

　　"You alright there, Ace?" I teased as he steadied himself against the tree beside us, slowing my motions, feeling him tense and tremble under my slender fingers. Pulling his waistband down to reveal his enormous erection, my free hand, eager to play too, found his balls and massaged them provocatively. 

　　"You taste amazing!" I purred, licking the outline of his lips. "I can't wait to taste more of you!" I grinned, feeling him thrusting into my hand frantically, increasing the pressure and rhythm on his cock significantly momentarily; I grinned, dropping my hands from his delicate area, my lips hovering against his; I opened my eyes to scan his face. 

　　"Would you like me to taste you, Ace? Watch as I lick your cum off my fingers?" I whispered against his lips, stroking my thumb along his solid dick, grinning as he nodded desperately. Tuting at him as he had me early, I whispered again, using his own words against him. 

　　"Use your words, and open your eyes, Ace!" He did as I bid instantly, making me smile; my eyes traced his gorgeous eyes, startled for a moment to see the usual moss green replaced by a hypnotic violet flame. 

　　"Ace!" I squawked, seeing a wolf appear to the side where we nestled against the tree. His dark fur was almost jet black. I would not have spotted it without the purple haze that had replaced the ghostly twilight. Damien's face burned with resentment making me giggle excitedly, knowing he was about to strike and teach this furry critter some manners.

　　 "STAY", he growled warningly at me, making me lift a brow, popping my hip out grumpily. 

　　"Fuck you!" I snapped, laughing, seeing the wolf attack the second Damien turned to deal with me, all fear gone - I knew Damien would emerge the victor despite the wolf launching an attack first. As the pair struggled on the ground beside me, I smirked, seeing Damien finally overpowering the beast, straddling his back, his hands gripping the wolf's ear and throat to evade being bitten by the feral creature. 

　　Hearing the pounding of paws against the ground, I turned just in time to see a second wolf jump over a fallen log on the ground and undertake an attack on Damiens's back, his teeth clamping down on Damien's shoulder, the bone-crunching snap the filled the air let me know Damien was injured, panic hurtled through me, forcing me to act. 

　　Yanking a heavy branch from the ground, I impulsively lifted it high and repeatedly brought it down on the beast's head. The animal's cries filled the air, mingled with the whistling wind. I ignored the burning sensations in my muscles, not used to this mortal thing; how did humans manage?

　　Depending on their extra strength, I had always relied on my powers to heal me and push through exhaustion and fatigue. I had felt my powers weakening with every hour I spent in this town until now when I needed them; I found myself utterly powerless to save the man I thought I loved! Was that even possible? I had just met him! Yet the overwhelming panic that rose within me at the thought of losing him had me believing that maybe I had fallen for this jackass!

　　Brought back from my thoughts, seeing the wolf let go of Damien's shoulder, it's dark grey hues of the wolf focusing on me, I stepped back, bringing the branch to my chest and holding it in both hands just as it launched at me. Its teeth clamped on the flimsy wood splintering it and pulling it from my grasp, flinging it away with a warning growl before lowering down in front of me; its eyes softened, somehow I knew it wasn't going to attack; instead, it was surrendering and submitting. To me? 

　　"Why?" I asked, wide-eyed and confused.

　　Looking over at Damien, I sucked down a breath seeing him looking at the wolf and me, a knowing smirk crossing his handsome face before he turned back to the wolf under him, who had at some point shifted back to a male in his late twenties, his face badly swollen from Damies relentless onslaught on his face. 

　　Were they teeth marks, I could see healing in his neck? Taking a step closer, I paused as the wolf at my feet blocked my path, not aggressively but protectively. Its eyes conveyed a message his body supported. 

　　"Stay,"

　　"I am not a fucking dog. Will people quit giving me orders like one!" I bellowed, pushing its large form aside as best I could, reaching Damien, resting my hand on his shoulder and pressing my lips to his already healed bite mark. I sighed, sensing that Damien was still controlled by uncontrollable fury; his fist repeatedly pummelling into the obliterated face of the wolf under him.

　　"You got him, Ace..." I had hoped I would be able to get through to him and stop the savage attack, but the second I put my hands on the dead body of the wolf to get him to stop, Damien's head snapped around, making me jump seeing the terrifying red hellfire in his eyes, devouring the once purple hues. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I reached up nervously, pressing my hand flat against his heart. 

　　"Damien, come back to me!" I pleaded.