Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 208

Giovanni:

She was slipping through my fingers.

The girl that I did everything to make what I needed to create in my favor.

Delilah.

The one I had raised in the shadows. The one I shaped with my own hands. The one who owed me everything. The one who I knew would have been long dead had it not been up to me. I would have killed her alongside her mother.

And now she was turning on me. Now she was turning to them. She was going to them.

I stood in the center of my study, the fire crackling low in the hearth behind me, casting long, jagged shadows against the walls. The whiskey in my glass remained untouched, my jaw clenched tightly as I replayed her words in my head.

“You’ve had enough years to use me… I finally chose who I’m going to be.” Howards played in my mind, and I pinched the bridge of my nose. She had gone soft. I saw it in her eyes. But now I was going to be sure that I taught her the lesson that she was never going to forget. Only this time she was not going to need to remember it at all. She wouldn’t have the days to count to remember anything.

“To think for a second that you of all people wouldn’t have changed. To think for a second that you of all people would have kept to what you’ve learned. It seems to me that I was wrong.” I scoffed, slamming the glass down on the mahogany table, letting the sound shatter the quiet.

Foolish girl.

Reckless.

Greedy.

Envious.

And now she was going to lose everything that she thought she had, that she thought she could claim.

She believed she was free. That standing in front of me and mouthing off somehow made her powerful. That the Lockwood name she clung to now was some shield that would save her.

She was a fool to believe that any of them would be coming for her, that any of them would be trying to save her life, that they would even care for her. She was nothing more than a threat, not only to them, but also to her arrivals position Sienna De Luca, the woman that she should have eliminated.

And now she was going to learn what it is to cross me.

“Get me Nikolai,” I said coldly, not bothering to raise my voice. I didn’t have to. The guard outside the door heard me. They always did.

Moments later, Nikolai stepped in. My beta. My oldest weapon.

He raised an eyebrow at me for a moment before looking down at his feet, waiting to see what I was going to say.

He bowed his head, his silver eyes gleaming with the kind of loyalty that Delilah had clearly forgotten. “You called, Alpha?”

“Let her bleed for the mistake she made, I want her to suffer. I want her to feel every single drop of blood that she is using.” I said darkly. “Let her die knowing she was never more than a blade I chose not to use. Let her know what I did to those that failed me. I want her to remember, and understand. And I want those that would think of treason to understand what it is to cross an alpha like me.”

He turned to leave, but I stopped him with one last sentence. “And when it’s done… bring me proof. I want to see the fire leave her eyes. I want her head. I want to show it to the sister that she is defending. Maybe it is going to wake her up. Maybe it is going to be a reminder to her of who I am.”

Nikolai nodded once.

I sat back in my chair, exhaling slowly.

There would be no more daughters. No more second chances.

Only silence.

And blood.

And that blood was going to be the one of my enemies. That blood was going to be one that spilled at my feet, A reminder of who was the one who was powerful, who was the one holding the rule, and who was the one making the rules of war.

“It is time for us to be the ones to take charge of how things are going to be. It seems to me that both girls were nothing more than failures. Now it is time for me to hold on to things and to make sure that they go my way.”