37 Damien

She was anxious on the way to Verlice Castle. Zion held her hand, kissing it softly.

"Relax. I'll be with you." He murmured.

Amaris realized that Zion and the vampire had a history. Earlier, it seemed that he didn't like it when he heard his name. She suddenly felt guilty knowing that he was doing it for her.

"Love, can you tell me what happened between you and Damien?" She asked.

Zion sighed. He didn't really want to talk about it but he knew he needed to tell Amaris everything that happened to him when she was gone.

"Did you know why the vampires and werewolves didn't get along?" He asked.

Amaris shook her head. She wasn't really interested in them before and her knowledge just came from books in school.

"We were not really enemies in the beginning. But seventy years ago, her sister came to our territory asking for help. She was in love with a werewolf and her clan was against it. Well everyone was against it except me. I know the feeling of losing someone so somehow I wanted to help them. The vampires found out that she was in the castle and accused us of kidnapping their princess. That was the start. Her sister and the werewolf ran away and no one ever found them until now. The vampires blamed us, especially Damien. I understood his feelings completely. Diana was his only sister, if it happened to Zoila I would feel the same way. But I have nothing to do with his sister's disappearance." Zion explained.

"Are you really okay with meeting him?" She asked.

Zion slightly smiled and touched her cheek.

"If it's for you, I don't mind facing a thousand enemies. I could even fight the Gods for you." He answered.

Her heart skipped a beat from his words. She was more eager to get her memories back so she could at least answer his declarations of love towards her.

When they arrived in Verlice Castle, they went directly to Zion's office where Damien was waiting. They saw him sitting casually on the couch, reading a book.

He frowned when they entered the office and stood up to greet them. The man was almost as tall as Zion. His long hair was pony tailed, showing his bare face that was pale as the snow, lips red as blood and his eyes were fierce with a hint of crimson color.

"Damien." Zion greeted.

When he introduced Amaris to Damien, she felt a chill on the back of her neck when he took her hand to kiss them. His touch was cold as ice as well as his aura.

"So what's the urgent matter you want to discuss with me?" Damien asked.

"Memory restoration. You can do that right?" Zion started.

Damien frowned, looking at Zion then to Amaris. Zion walked towards the couch, pulling her to sit beside him. Damien followed and sat across them.

"I can. Is it for you or for her?"

Amaris felt the chills again when he glanced at her. Zion started telling Damien about her condition and she could see that he was listening to Zion.

"So can you help us?" Zion asked after.

Damien didn't say anything for a moment. He was quiet as if he was thinking if he would help her or not.

"I can but it still depends on both of you, especially Zion." Damien answered while giving Zion a meaningful look.

They frowned. Amaris couldn't understand, it was obvious they wanted her memories back.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

Damien looked at her then turned his gaze to Zion. He straightened his back and his face became serious.

"Memory restoration can be done by biting someone on the neck. Are you okay with that? I have to pierce my fangs to your precious Luna, Zion." Damien smirked.

His expression seemed offensive and to her surprise Zion growled at Damien. Both men were standing and facing each other. Zion was mad, showing his fangs and only one of his eyes changed to red.

"Say that again and I swear you won't get out of here alive." Zion said with gritted teeth.

Damien smirked again. "You know I cannot die, unless you want to burn me alive."

Cole, Zoila and Xavier rushed inside the office and saw what was happening. Damien's words were true, vampires cannot die. They also have evolved and could walk into the sunlight. The only thing that could kill them now was…fire.

And to everyone's surprise Zion's hands started to flame, a confirmation that his powers were back. Damien suddenly walked backwards and raised his hands.

"H-How did you-" He cut his own words when he looked at Amaris. "You marked him? You broke the curse? Is that even possible? What are you?" Damien continuously asked.

"She's a hybrid, half demon and half goddess. Her father is Phelan and Selene's her mother." Zoila was the one who answered.

Damien's eyes widened and in surrender, went back to his seat. Amaris suddenly touched Zion's hand which shocked everyone even more. She didn't feel the heat from Zion's flame. The fire on his hands split into two, one on his palm and the other on Amaris' palm.

"You really are something." Zoila exclaimed.

Amaris looked at her hand turning it around while it was on fire. For some reason, she felt the warmth of Zion on the flame. She looked at him and saw his one eye was still in red. When it changed back to its original color, the flame disappeared.

She reached out to his hand again and pulled him to sit down.

"Hey. Calm down." She said in a gentle voice. Then she turned to Damien.

"Is there another way? Maybe a woman on your side can do that?" She asked.

Damien was still shocked from what he saw. He felt a sudden fear towards Zion now that his powers are back. And with a woman like Amaris on his side, he was even more powerful than any creature alive.

"Answer her!" Zion growled.

He wasn't just a vampire. He's a pureblood and a powerful one, but his powers were nothing compared to Zion. He nodded and looked at the couple again.

"The only one who could do memory restoration is me and my sister. But as you all know, she's been missing for seventy years." Damien answered.

Amaris felt another disappointment. Even if she agreed with Damien, she knew Zion would not allow any man to touch her. It wasn't just a simple touch, the vampire needed to bite her, not to her hand but to her neck.

Zion took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He wanted her memories back. He wanted her to remember him. But will he allow Damien to pierce his dirty fangs to his lover's neck? Or will he let his pride take over and just let her forget him over and over again?