Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 126

Sienna:

Something was wrong.

I could feel it crawling under my skin, creeping into the quiet corners of my heart. Damon’s voice had been too sharp when he told me to go back to the room, his body too tense, his eyes too guarded.

He was hiding something.

He was hiding something, whatever it was. I had just did not know how I would be able to put my finger in it.

And no matter how many times I tried to convince myself that I was just overthinking it, that I was paranoid after everything we’d been through, I knew that I wasn’t.

Lysandre or something. But this was not her. This was not a situation about her. I could tell. Whatever this was, this was deeper. This was stronger and sharper even.

I walked down the corridor, the air colder than usual, my arms wrapped tightly around myself. Him dismissing me to take care of our daughter as if I have been neglecting her. The way that he looked at me with so much rage, even disgust… I just did not know how to explain it.

My thoughts spun in circles, searching for answers to questions I didn’t even know how to ask.

Questions that I did not even know whether or not I wanted the answers to.

And that’s when I saw him, Ethan.

He stood outside the infirmary, arms folded across his chest, gaze distant. He looked up when I approached, straightening like he hadn’t expected to see me.

“Ethan,” I said, carefully. “What’s going on? And don’t tell me that nothing is wrong. I know that you’re trying to hide something, I can tell.”

He hesitated.

The pause was too long.

I stepped closer. “I saw Damon earlier. He said someone was found in the woods. But he didn’t tell me anything more. They say that she was bleeding. What happened? Who is she? How did she end up here?”

Ethan exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s true. A woman. Injured. She was barely conscious when we found her. She was walking, she begged us to tell her how to leave, and then she just passed out.”

I frowned. “Do you know who she is?”

“No,” he said quickly. Too quickly. “Not yet. She hasn’t woken up. All we know is was that she was begging us to help her leave. She was trying to find a way out. She seems to be lost.”

“Then why is Damon acting like this? Why do you keep repeating yourself as if you’re on record or repeat? What’s going on?” I asked, my voice sharper now, frustration breaking through. “Why won’t anyone tell me anything? What is it that you’re trying to hide? What’s going on that I need to know about, or that you’re trying to keep me from finding out about?”

He glanced toward the infirmary, then back at me. His jaw tightened. “Because… we don’t know anything worth telling you yet. If we did, I would have told you. You know that.”

I narrowed my eyes. “You’re lying. You’re avoid my eyes whenever you’re lying.”

“I’m protecting you,” he said simply. “Trust me when I say… if there’s something you need to know, Damon will be the one to tell you. Just give him time. Sometimes there are things that I cannot cross and this is not a place where I would want to put myself in to cross. When it’s his time, he’s going to speak to you. Just give it a moment for him to be able to recapitulate things to understand too.”

Her warmth grounded me, soothed me in a way nothing else could.

I held her close, burying my face in the softness of her blanket, letting the smell of her skin calm my heart.

“What’s happening, baby girl?” I whispered. “What are we walking into now?”

She didn’t answer, of course.

She just breathed softly, curled against me.

And for a moment, Giovanni’s words played in my mind. His promise, his oath. As if he was going to make me regret it. As if whatever it was that I was walking into, he was the reason behind it.

“Snap out of it, Sienna. What would Giovanni have to do with an injured woman?” Hi matter to myself as I tightened my grip around my daughter, slowly leaning in to connect my lips with her forehead.

But I felt it.

A storm was coming.

And I had no idea what kind of damage it would bring with it.