Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 201

Damon:

The front door slammed shut so hard it echoed through the hallways, a sound sharp enough to silence even the whispering wind outside.

I looked at my mate, whose eyes were wide in surprise. Of course, this was not something that she expected. Hell, neither one of us expected this.

I stood there, jaw tight, fists clenched at my sides as I stared at the space Delilah had just stormed out of. Her words still echoed in my ears like thunder rolling through a quiet forest.

“I will not lose my sister because of you.”

Sienna was silent beside me, her brows drawn together, her expression unreadable. Evelyn had already turned away, her gaze lowered, retreating into herself as though she, too, was trying to process what had just unfolded. Ethan and Carter lingered by the door, ready to follow, but waiting, for me.

“I should’ve stopped her,” Sienna said, finally breaking the silence. “If she goes there, she’s just going to end up dying.”

I shook my head. “She didn’t want to be stopped. She was fighting back and if you stopped her, it was as if you were triggering her to fight you. No matter what was going to happen, this was not going to be something that we are going to be able to deal with.”

She didn’t want comfort. She didn’t want kindness. She wanted war.

The way she had lashed out, yelling about our kindness being a lie, about being treated like an enemy, she meant it. And yet… she didn’t. She was in pain. She threw away all her anger and decided to just explode.

But the worst part about it is that I knew that it was not just anger or fury. She was afraid.

She was afraid of losing the only thing she believed still tethered her to this world, Lysandra.

And I’d stood there, watching her break. I pinched the bridge of my nose as her words about me not caring about Lysandra played in my mind. The woman lived within my park for years. She was my chosen mate. The two of us were lovers at some point, but she was also playing me.

And I allowed her to play me like a fucking idiot.

“Damon,” Ethan said, stepping forward, his voice low, but alert. “Do we follow her? You know that leaving her to go is just going to end up killing her.”

I hesitated. “No. Not yet.”

“But if she goes back to Giovanni…”

But that didn’t make this any easier.

It didn’t make things any easier for me to swallow.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, elbows resting on my knees. “If she goes back to him, he’s going to finish what he started. He’s going to destroy her. And I don’t know if I can stop him in time.”

Sienna crossed the room, kneeling in front of me. She took my hands in hers, her touch warm and grounding.

“Then don’t wait for her to come back,” she whispered. “Go after her. He might not allow her to come back. He might even take both their lives.”

I lifted my eyes to hers.

“She’s not just an enemy, Damon. She’s a broken girl trying to protect what little she has left. That doesn’t make her dangerous, it makes her desperate.” She said, lowering her voice to above a whisper. “I know what she did and I understand the danger behind it, but I need you to understand that she did not do it because she wanted to. She might have done it because she had to. And right now, she has put herself in a situation where she came to ask us for help. We’re not going to turn our back on her now…”