Damien's pov.
I'm happy that bella met everyone in my pack. It's been 3 days since the party and bella is already insisting on meeting them again.
I think she is ready to come with me to my pack. She is comfortable around them and they seem to love her. All of them.
"Dammy what are you thinking?" Bella's soft voice says from my side. She heard my mom calling me dammy somehow and now she calls me that too. But she can call me anything, so I don't protest.
We were currently lying on the bed with blankets dumped like a heap on top of us, Netflix playing on the TV was long forgotten and i was playing with her hair. Those are the softest locks of hair.
"Baby, would you like to move in with me, like at my pack house?" I asked her.
She shifts in my arms to face me and flashes me a wide gri
