Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 183

I laughed, stepping closer. “You’re getting attached. That’s dangerous.”

“She’s my sister,” Delilah hissed. “And I’m going to start acting like it. Or is it because you deprived the two of us from being together, from growing up by one another side that you are furious that I’m actually taking the chance to take care of her?”

“Half-sister,” I corrected. “And she was meant to be your tool, not your project. You’re distracted. You think I didn’t see the way you hesitated, the way you’ve been slipping?”

Delilah stood then, shoulders squared, chin raised. “What I do with her is none of your business. As long as I do the job that is required of my doubt that anything that I do, my personal decisions are your decision to make or your business.”

“Oh, but it is,” I said, stepping close, eyes narrowing. “Everything you do is my business. I created you. I raised you. I turned you into something worthy of vengeance. And now you want to squander it all for a broken girl who couldn’t hold Damon’s attention for more than a moment?”

Her hand twitched, a spark of power curling around her fingers. “Don’t talk about me like I’m your puppet. You turned her into one. Trust me, you’re not going to turn me into it. I’m not a puppet, I’m not a toy for you to play with, and if you think that you made me the way that I am, then trust me, you are very wrong.”

“Then stop acting like one,” I snapped. “I warned you once. This isn’t about emotions. This isn’t about family. This is war. And if you can’t play the part, I’ll find someone who can. And if you want me to show you what I can make of you, then trust me, you are going to be the one to regret it.”

Her laugh was bitter. “Then do it. But don’t forget, I’m the one who’s gotten closer to them than you ever have. I’m the one who had Damon questioning his bond. I’m the one they don’t see coming. You can bring a thousand other men and women in my place, but you know that neither one of them is going to make him question himself the way that I did.”

“You were,” I said coolly, eyes flicking to Lysandra, who whimpered and tried to curl away from the sound. “Now look at you. Weak. Sentimental. If I didn’t know any better, I would have said that you were growing feelings, that you were having emotions in you towards her sister, protective ones.”

Delilah looked down at her trembling hands.

“I’ll fix this,” she said, quieter now. “But she stays with me. And yes, I do have feelings because unlike you, I have a heart, but one that beats for family and against my enemies, not against my family.”

I stared at her for a long time, searching her face for a crack. For anything that would make me believe she still belonged to my plan.

Finally, I smiled.

And if I had to cut them both down to finish this war, I would.

No hesitation.

No mercy.

Only this time, for now, it was time for me to put her in place.

Otherwise, she was going to give me a little more headache than I believed that she would…