Damien's POV
I woke up to an empty bed. I was up in a minute and looked around for Hanna. I looked in the bathroom and throughout the house. Her scent was faint. She would have been here at least five hours ago. I growled. Where the f**k did she go?
I got dressed and went to my office.
"Did someone come by?" I asked Macy.
She shook her head. "No sir."
"f**k!" I growled and almost ran out of the office. Hanna. Her name was like a breath of fresh air. I needed her. Somehow she had got to me. That girl with her sarcasm and her lovely sense of humor.
It broke my heart to hear her cry. She was the only thing that mattered to me. Even though I didn't want a mate before this, just looking at her made I change my mind.
"Because I felt like a f*****g f**k toy!" she had yelled
