Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 170

Sienna:

I couldn’t breathe.

I sat there on Damon’s lap, feeling the world tilt beneath me, as if everything I knew, everything I believed, had been ripped out from under my feet.

And to make matters worse, I did not know how to explain the feeling that I had. All I knew was this. It was more painful than I could actually imagine, and I knew that Damon saw it in my eyes. He saw it, despite me being quiet, that I was in pain. A sister.

Delilah was my sister.

A sister who wanted me dead. A sister that has been trying to play me.

The idea of her appearing at the park the way that she did, her eyes meeting mine, the way that she glared, her hate and her anger, I saw it all in her eyes.

I buried my face against Damon’s chest, trying to find some grounding in his warmth, in the steady thud of his heart against my ear. My tears had soaked through his shirt by now, but he didn’t move. He just held me tighter, his arms like an anchor in a storm I didn’t know how to fight.

I wasn’t sure how long we sat there, me breaking quietly in his arms, him holding the pieces together without a word.

Finally, when the worst of it passed, I pulled back slightly, enough to look up at him.

His green eyes were fierce, pained… but filled with a tenderness I wasn’t sure I deserved.

“She’s my sister,” I whispered, the words foreign, broken on my tongue. “All this time… and I didn’t know. I didn’t even know that I had a sister in the first place. She was with us, she was by our sides and I did not see, I did not even feel a bond to connect her to being my sister.”

Damon cupped my face, brushing his thumbs gently over my damp cheeks. “You couldn’t have known, Sienna. None of us knew. Everyone who knew her believed her to be dead. They thought that Giovanni had killed her. No one knew that she was alive, and I don’t even know if her mother knew.”

I closed my eyes, inhaling shakily.

There was a war raging inside of me.

Pain.

Grief.

Anger.

And something else, something deeper, something primal, that I couldn’t quite name.

I opened my eyes again, feeling a different kind of fire starting to burn through the cracks of my broken heart.

“She’s not going to take this from me, I’m not going to allow her to take what we have, the peace that we’re having. I’m not going to allow her to take it.” I said, my voice low but steady. “Not my life. Not my family. Not you. She can’t have what I built. What I fought for.”

Damon’s lips parted, surprise flickering across his features.

I knew that this was not something that he expected from me. It was not a reaction that I expected from me. But I also knew that I was going to fight until the very end to protect what I had, to protect what I fought to gain.

But then his gaze hardened with pride.

Approval.

I could see it in the way he looked at me, the way he always had, even when I was too blind to notice.

“We’ll fight,” I said. “If they want a war, they’ll get one. But I swear… they won’t take us down. I’m not going to go down without a fight and I’m not going to allow her to try and take away everything that we’ve been doing our best to maintain.”

He tightened his arms around me.

“No,” he murmured against my hair. “They won’t. And you’re not going to do it alone. I’m going to be by your side through it all. No matter what happens. I’m going to show them what it is to try and challenge me, to try and challenge you, and to try and put something, even if it is doubt, for them put it in between us.”

The two of us stayed like that for a long time, clinging to one another in the early light of morning, making silent promises that neither of us would ever dare to break.

Because if there was one thing I was certain of now…

Sienna De Luca was not going to lose again.

Not her mate.

Not her daughter.

Not her place.

This time…

I was going to fight like hell.