Damon:
I could still feel it, the bond. The one that should not exist.
The one that didn’t belong to her.
The one that I knew that I already had, I did not reject Sienna. At least the rejection did not work. Our daughter being born was proof of it not working. If it did, then Isla not be here.
This bond was not broken, I knew that. Was not. I could still feel her, She could feel me. Then how would I have another mate? How would that be possible?
The number of questions that played in my mind were countless, and I knew that neither one of them had an answer. But my wolf, that primal part of me, didn’t care for logic or reality. He only cared about scent, instinct, connection. And when I caught that sweet, warm scent in the forest, a mate’s scent, it latched onto my insides and whispered one word;
Mate.
But it wasn’t Sienna. It was her…
The woman who lay in my arms, it was her.
I had carried her bleeding body into the infirmary myself, her voice barely a whisper as she collapsed in my arms. She’d said “mate” like it meant something… like she knew. That was what twisted me the most, did she know? Did she feel the mating bond?
I tried to find an answer, but there was another problem, one that I could not explain no matter how hard I tried.
And why the hell did she smell like Sienna?
How could she have my mate’s sent and yet be her a complete stranger?
My fists clenched as I stormed down the hallway from the infirmary, my jaw locked tight.
It had to be some kind of trick. Some illusion. A manipulation of some sort, but that didn’t change the way my wolf responded to her. I could feel him pacing just beneath the surface, agitated, growling, confused. Trying to understand how his ‘mate’ was in the situation. He was not trying to understand how he had a second mate.
And the last thing I needed right now… was Sienna seeing that confusion.
After what happened earlier, the last thing that I wanted was to have her confused, to have her being pushed away.
So naturally, the Moon Goddess had a cruel sense of humor.
She was already walking toward me.
Her hair pulled back, face flushed from the cold evening air. She paused when she saw me, her brows pinched in
concern.
“Damon?” she asked, softly. “What happened? One of the nurses said there was someone injured. Is everything alright? Why is there blood on your shirt? Did something happen that you need to know about?”
I stopped short, too fast, too stiff.
Her eyes flicked over me, narrowing. “Who was it?”
“Someone we found in the woods,” I said quickly. “Injured. She passed out before we could get much from her. We’ll see who she is after she’s been treated. I had her brought here. Normally I wouldn’t have done so, but she seems to be losing a lot of blood. Leaving her there would mean that I’m leaving her to die.”
She tilted her head, that damn intuition of hers already working. “Then why do you look like that?”
She studied me, the Luna in her searching for what I wasn’t saying. I hated lying to her. But I couldn’t explain something I didn’t understand myself, not yet. Not when it involved Sienna’s scent on another woman.
“Is she stable?” I asked, glancing toward the closed curtain at the back. “Did they say anything about her?”
“She’s sedated,” Mother answered. “Lost a lot of blood, but she’ll live. Do you know who she is? Did she tell you where she came from?”
“I have a suspicion,” I said, careful with every word. “But I need to confirm a few things before I say anything. She didn’t say anything. She passed out before she could.”
She narrowed her eyes. “You’re hiding something. And I want to know what it is, Damon. If this is going to end up harming you or any of the pack members then I would rather I know. We might be able to help you.”
“I’m protecting this pack,” I said. “That’s all that matters.”
I turned toward the room where the woman lay, my heart a battleground of instincts and reason.
And all I could do was pray that when she woke up…
She’d tell me something I could understand.
Because if this was what I thought it was, if someone had manipulated the bond…
Then this wasn’t just a warning.
This was war.
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