Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 128

Damon:

I was quiet as I watched. I had my arms crossed over my chest. Something was wrong. I knew that it was.

Delilah had been moved to the guest room by the time I left the infirmary. The nurses said she needed rest, that the wound wasn’t deep but she was dehydrated, disoriented. They didn’t say anything about the faint scent of something unnatural lingering on her skin. But I could feel it. I could feel the lie clinging to her like the cloak she had arrived in.

The cloak that he expected me to believe.

I stood at the top of the stairs, watching the maids disappear down the hallway after settling her in. My hands clenched at my sides, and I barely noticed Ethan step up beside me.

“What are you going to do?” He asked quietly. “You can’t hide this subject from Sienna, and I think that you know very well that she’s going to eventually find out, that it’s better for her to find out from you, to hear it from you.”

“If she hears it from me, it’s just going to break her. She’s going to feel like she’s under composition and that is not something that I want. She barely just managed to start trusting me. And I don’t want to push her off. I don’t want her to think that I’m going to choose anyone over her.” I said, keeping my eyes on the maids as they worked.

“But if she hears it from her, she might think that there is something going on between the two of you. She might think that you want to insinuate something, that you want to try and play this game on her.” I shook my head. This was not how things were going to be.

I didn’t answer right away. My eyes were locked on the guest hall door. I didn’t know what I was going to do, what I was supposed to do. Every instinct screamed that something was wrong. My wolf reacted to her. He called her mate. He saw her as a mate. His mind was clouded. He was pacing around. He was trying to figure out how this could be possible. Just like I wanted.

But the rest of me… the man in me… the Alpha in me?

Didn’t believe it.

I refused to believe that this was real, because I knew for a fact that that feeling was for one person and one person alone, and it was my mate, my woman, the woman who I knew was now doubting me. Who was now seeing something that she did not want to see? Who was frightened? I could see her fear in her eyes.

“Keep Sienna away from the guest hall,” I said without looking at him.

Ethan turned toward me, frowning. “Why?”

“Just keep her from the hall. I don’t want her to see or hear any of this. And I more specifically do not want her to hear of me being here in the first place.” I said, and his eyes hardened. He was confused. I knew that. He saw my rage in her my eyes, and he saw the protectiveness that I had.

“Damon, what the hell are you going to do?”

I didn’t answer.

Because I was already walking.

I didn’t knock.

I didn’t hesitate.

I walked straight into the room, nodding at the maids to walk out.

I watched as they did, glaring at them before they closed the door with a click that sounded far too loud in the silence, leaving the two of us alone. Delilah sat on the edge of the bed, dressed in one of the robes the maids left her. She looked up, startled. And then her lips curled into a soft, knowing smile.

Something about it made my skin crawl. Something about it made my eyes harden.

”

Her breath caught, and for a moment, I saw something flash in her eyes. Fury, maybe. Frustration. But she forced her face into softness, into vulnerability. I tightened my grip around her neck. She did not seem to weaken. If anything, her eyes hardened before she forced herself down, wanting to control herself, wanting to keep the mask on. “Why haven’t you rejected me, then? If you don’t want me, if you don’t believe me, why not just reject me?”

I let go of her throat. I let out a little chuckle as I glared at her.

She stumbled forward, coughing lightly, but I didn’t move to help her.

I turned my back on her, walking toward the door.

And then I stopped.

I didn’t look at her, didn’t need to.

“Because I know you’re hiding something,” I said coldly. “And I don’t know what game you’re playing yet. But I will find out. And when I do, you are going to regret ever stepping foot here.”

I opened the door, stepping out without another word.

And this time, I slammed it shut behind me.