Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 140

Delilah:

I kept my eyes on the windows. I watched her walk out of the house as I watched her leaving by herself. He was not going with her. Well, that was the start. I could use that to my advantage. He was going to be here. At least, I hope that he would.

What I wasn’t expecting, however, was for the door to open.

The room had been quiet all morning. I hadn’t left since she had played me the ways he did last night, giving me her silent warning before she left, wrapped in silence, her presence loud in my head. I hadn’t eaten, hadn’t moved, just stood by the window and watched the pack come to life like I was on the outside of it all.

Like I didn’t belong.

Technically, I did not, but I did not care. I was not here to belong. I was here to end the job. And once that job was done, I was just going to be out of this place. I was going to be sure that each and every one of them remembered me, but that I was not something or someone that they would be finding.

And then I heard the creak.

Slow. Heavy.

Not a maid.

The door clicked open, and I tensed.

My heart raced against my chest and I clenched my fist, forcing myself to stay calm. Revealing my weapons was not going to do me any good in this place. If anything, they were just going to take them. They were going to suspect me. And I did not want that to happen.

He stepped in.

Alpha Kael.

The man who was supposed to die years ago in my mother’s place. The man I believed would rip me apart the second he discovered who I was.

I stood a little straighter, the robe hanging lightly off my shoulder as I turned around, masking my unease with calm, calculated politeness.

“Alpha,” I said with a soft bow of my head. “I did not expect to see you here. I apologize.”

His eyes narrowed.

There was something about his gaze, like he was trying to place a puzzle piece he couldn’t quite find. And it made me feel exposed. As if he could see beneath the lies, beneath the mask, beneath the false innocence I wore like a second skin.

“You,” he said after a moment, his voice low, rough. “You look… familiar. Your sense is familiar as well, someone that I know from distinct memory.”

My heart skipped.

I fought to keep my expression neutral.

“I don’t think so,” I replied gently, turning toward the window again so he wouldn’t see how stiff my hands had become. “I’ve never lived in the city. Not long enough for anyone to remember me. I doubt that I would be remembered by you even if I did. With the influence that you have, I’m not the person that you would actually be considering.”

He stepped deeper into the room. I could feel the weight of him, the command in his presence, the way it clawed at something buried inside me.

“You said you were attacked?” he asked. “By Rogues within the pack grounds?”

I nodded, eyes on the trees outside.

“I… tried to cross into another territory, but I lost my way. I wasn’t thinking clearly. I just wanted to survive.” I said, looking down at my lap, fearing what was to come, fearing his doubt.

“And you ended up here.” He said casually. “The worst part about your life is the fact that there were no rogues within the area throughout the entire night. And even the day neither one of them bothered showing up.”

I turned to look at him, offering the smallest, most practiced smile I could manage. “It seems to me that I was lucky. Well, unlucky if I’m going to add I managed to slip into their territory grounds and running away. I paid my due.”

And now they walked freely. Ruled freely. Lived in power.

But I was going to change that.

“I’ll make sure you burn, too,” I whispered to the reflection in the mirror. “Just like she did. You are all going to burn, and you are all going to be begging for my mercy, just as I know that she did too…”

Kael Lockwood.

Evelyn.

Damon.

Sienna.

Every single one of them.

I was going to be sure to watch. And I was going to be sure that they withered.

Pain for pain.

Fire for fire.

And I would make them beg before it was over.