Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 10

Sienna:

“Good morning.” Luna Evelyn said, entering the room. I was already awake. I hadn’t eaten anything. I refused to do so. I just thought as I stared into space, wondering how it was going to be dealing with everything that I had to deal with. Wondering how I was going to cope with things here.

And noticing my disorientation, Luna Evelyn raised her hands in surrender.

“Relax, Sienna.” She said softly. I wanted to open my mouth to speak, however my eyes landed on the bundle in her arms. It was my baby.

The guilt that I felt in my chest was one that I could not describe. I looked away, unable to look at her, unable to explain to myself why I was resenting her this much, especially after I had fought for her. I was more than willing to fight for her. I was more than willing to protect her. But now I couldn’t.

“What you are feeling Sienna, it is normal. After everything that you’ve been through, your fear, the pressure, that’s all overwhelming. Mothers that did not go through half of what you did sometimes resent their own children, sometimes reject them too. But look at her, Isla has nothing to do with her. She’s innocent of all of this. She needs you. You are the one person that she knows, and she needs you by her side.”

“Isla?” I repeated looking at her as I processed which she had said.

“Damon named her,” Evelyn said, glancing down at the baby. “He chose Isla, short and sweet. I believe that it suits her. Do you want to take a look at her?”

I swallowed hard, the weight of the name settling over me. Isla. A name that felt so small and fragile, much like the baby it belonged to. But I knew this looking at her was going to make me weaken and I was not going to be able to protect her.

“She’s beautiful, Sienna,” Evelyn said, stepping closer. “Would you like to hold her? All you have to do is look at her. Your body is going to take charge. Her instincts are going to do so too.:

”

“Hi, baby,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “I’m your mom…”

Isla’s small face scrunched up before she let out a cry, startling me. I wanted to give her back to Evelyn, only she shook her head at me and put her hand on my shoulder.

“She’s hungry,” Evelyn said, placing a steadying hand on my arm. “That’s how babies let us know what they need. Would you like to try feeding her? I think that it’s going to be good for the two of you.”

“I- I don’t think I can,” I stammered, panic rising in my chest. “What if I do it the wrong way? What if I don’t feed her enough? What if she’s not fed…?”

“Easy…” Evelyn handed me a blanket and helped me drape it over my shoulder. “There’s nothing more natural than a mother feeding her child. Guide her to your breast. She’ll know what to do. It’s their instinct, they know how to do it.”