WHO THE HELL IS SHE?

The next morning, I woke up and looked to the other side of the bed but couldn't find Damien. I was kind of disappointed when I couldn't find him in the room. I haven't forgiven him yet. I told him I will only forgive him if he can prove how apologetic he is.
I was able to get a good view of this room, I remember him telling me I was in his room,
The room has a very large space, it was painted in a black geometric textured accent wall, and a warm toned wood floor, like the blonde maple color in this simplistic bedroom. It warms up the room, making it feel soft, despite the dark tone incorporated throughout. The headboard was having a crown shape with a decorative pendant light. A sculptural white side table topped with a striking black sconce and vintage black and white chairs in the front of the bed which creates an alluring contrast.
Different types of wolf paintings were pinned to the wall. Most things in this room were either white or black.
I heard a knock on the door, and the next moment the door was flipped open, running in is my best friend.
"Selena!" She squealed in a high pitched voice rushing towards me and hugging me tightly. I am thinking I have been passing out too much these days.
"I am sorry for losing control of myself, I should have been more careful," she whispered, suddenly feeling down. Makes me remember how it all started at first, how a strange voice told me I controlled her to do it and also made me stop it.
I was the one at fault, but I couldn't say it. I didn't want her to get mad at me. I whipped my head up very fast. She didn't hear my thoughts, did she? She weirdly looks at me.
"What is wrong?" She asked, stunned.
"Did you hear my thoughts now?" I asked to be sure.
"Nah, I am also surprised you were damn quiet, you speak mostly in your mind." She let out giggling.
She didn't hear my thoughts clearly that there was something wrong somewhere. I could remember the last words of the beautiful woman from my dream, she wants me to find out who I am. I shouldn't have taken it seriously but it felt real.
"I have never seen him that vulnerable, ever since his former mate's death, he stopped showing his emotion. He looks like someone who was about to lose his life. He even had a very powerful witch to help wake you up…" Sophie kept on babbling but her last words got my attention.
"What do you mean by asking a powerful witch?" Thinking about it now, how the hell did I lose consciousness? I only recall Sophie using her powers to heal me, I couldn't recall anything else.
"Relax Selena, you are gonna meet soon enough." She whispered, feeling down.
"How did I lose consciousness?" I asked again.
"According to what Zyres explained to us when my brother rushed me out of Zyres's chamber, you followed and lost consciousness on your way. Zyres thinks it's because the power was too much for your body to handle. I hope you forgive me for being careless." She whispered again.
"The whole thing was my fault," I said, averting my gaze from her.
"Not it all…." She tried to defend me but I stopped her. I should tell her maybe she can help. After all, I used her power against her wishes.
"I was the one who controlled you to heal me," I muttered looking up at her to see her reaction.
"Controlled me? I don't understand what the heck you are sputtering out." She said, dimming her eyes in confusion.
"Fine, I'm going to explain everything to you, if only you promise you won't tell anyone," I let out watching her every move and reaction. She stared at me with the same confused look for some time, then puffed out air from her mouth and raised her hands towards the door. I heard a click sound indicating she just locked the door. She is becoming good at using her powers now. I wonder if Damien agreed for her to use it.
She gave me her whole focus. And I started explaining every single detail starting from my birthday night to the dream I had when I was unconscious.
When I was done talking I watched as Sophie gaped at me in shock.
"Wait, you mean you have been seeing a dark figure with red eyes hovering around you these days and it said you controlled me to heal you?" She asked all over again still with a shocked gaze.
"Yes, Sophie, it's all real. I promise I am not making it up." I tried to make her believe me.
"Selen…"
"Open the door right now Sophie!" We heard someone yell from the other side of the door.
"We will talk about this later," Sophie assured me and opened the door.
"Why the hell did you…….," he stopped when he saw me looking at him.
"Oh Flower is awake," he came to where I was sitting and touched my head to check if I was burning up,
"I will help you get the bathtub ready, so you can have your bath and Sophie will go help you get your breakfast." He said gently when he saw I was fine.
He went into the bathroom, leaving me shocked.
"Damn never knew my brother could be this gentle," Sophie said, speaking my mind.
A few minutes later he emerged from the bathroom and walked to me. He carried me gently from the bed and took me to the bathroom. Sophie was staring at us with her mouth wide agape.
"You know, there is nothing wrong with my leg right?" I asked, still stunned by how he has been treating me since I woke up.
"You barely regain consciousness, and I won't want you to stress yourself," he said with a smile dancing around his lips, he looks hot when he smiles.
When we got to the bathroom he dropped and left. About to take off my shirt when I saw the clothes I was putting on, I looked down at my legs and gasped in shock. I was putting on a male shirt.
"What the hell, has Damien seen my ugly scars?" I asked in a panic, but I was more shocked when I couldn't find a single scar on my body. My skin was stainless like that of a newborn baby. I screamed out loud when I saw this, then someone barged into the bathroom.
"Anything the problem Flower?" Damien asked in fright as he got to me checking my body to see if I was alright. I kept checking my whole hands, arms and legs. If not for Damien who is standing in front of me I would take off the shirt to check my body.
"My scars are gone, how come?" I asked, thwarting my head up while casting my gaze at him, I saw his countenance change when he heard my question.
"We will talk about that later, go have your bath now" he let out in an eerie tone and left.
I locked the door and quickly removed the shirt I was wearing and checked my reflection in the mirror. My body was also the same as my legs and hands. So I could get an explanation of what happened. I quickly brushed my teeth with the extra toothbrush I saw and also had my bath. His bathroom is just as big and expensive as his room.
When I was done having my bath, I noticed I wasn't wearing any clothes, so I put back on the shirt I was wearing, with my hair down.
I walked out of the bathroom and saw Damien arranging different types of food on the center table.
"Come have your breakfast Flower," he muttered
"But,"
"You haven't eaten something for three weeks now so you need to eat every single……" he wasn't able to complete his word before someone busted into the room. Damien turned to the door ready to attack the intruder but when he saw who the person was he dropped his hands.
A very beautiful girl rushed into the room, she had a shapely figure, an mp-thin body, and also had glossy skin. Her sunrise-gold short hair bounced up as she rushed inside the room to hug Damien.
Wait, did she just hug Damien? And what the heck am I seeing? Damien was also smiling like receiving the stupid hug. I felt a harsh pain hit my chest looking at the view before me.
"Who the hell is she?"