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Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 210

Damon:

I woke up before the sun rose, the light barely a promise against the horizon. But I didn’t move.

I didn’t want to move. I didn’t even have it in me to get up.

Because she was still asleep in my arms. She was still allowing herself to give in to me and the peace that she felt by my side.

Sienna’s head rested on my chest, her arm draped over my stomach. Her hair spilled across the sheets, her breath warm and even. And for a moment, just one perfect, fleeting moment, the world outside the walls of this room didn’t exist.

The world outside this house was unreal.

No Giovanni.

No Delilah.

No war.

Just her. Just us.

Against everything and against all the odds. It was the two of us sticking together till the very end.

I brushed my fingers gently through her hair, letting them tangle in the soft strands. Her scent was everywhere. It grounded me. Pulled me back from the chaos that never seemed to let up.

And yet… I couldn’t ignore the weight in my chest. I couldn’t ignore the pain that I felt, no matter how much I wanted to. Something inside of me told me that this was not what I wanted to deal with.

Because I’d seen it in her eyes last night, beneath the softness, the love. I’d felt the way she clung to me like she needed to remind herself that I was here, that I hadn’t changed, that I wouldn’t leave. That I was going to stay with her until the very end.

But she was still scared. She was still hesitant, confused, and frightened.

I had kept too much from her for too long. And even though she’d given herself to me again, even though I’d felt her body respond to mine, surrender and trust me with something no one else ever could… I knew part of her was still waiting. Part of her was still afraid that I would let go.

Now she was just waiting for the next blow.

She was waiting for the next secret.

She was waiting for what I would be doing my best to hide from her, but she did not understand the weight that I carried when I chose to hide something from her, when I had to endure all the pain just to keep her safe.

I wanted to be done with secrets. I wanted to be clear with her, and yet something inside of me told me that sometimes doing so was just going to end up harming her even more than I would want to.

She stirred beside me, her fingers tightening slightly against my skin. Her lips brushed my chest, then paused like she was slowly waking up.

“Morning,” I murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. I let my lips linger there for a moment too long before pulling away to look down at her.

Her voice was hoarse with sleep. “Already?”

“I wish it wasn’t,” I said, pulling her tighter against me. “I’d stay in this bed with you forever if I could.”

She shifted to look up at me, her eyes half-lidded but soft. Her thumb brushed a line across my jaw. “I almost believe you.”

The smile on her lips told me that she did. Told me that somehow she was content.

“Good,” I said, catching her hand and kissing her palm. “Because I mean it. Every word of it. I mean it.”

She reached up and touched the mark on her neck, my mark.

“I’m yours, Damon,” she whispered. “I’ve always been yours. No matter what’s going to happen, I’m always going to be yours.”

I leaned in and kissed her, slow and deep, pouring everything I couldn’t say into it.

And when I pulled away, I rested my forehead against hers and whispered, “Then we’re going to win this. Together.”

Because no matter what was coming…

Giovanni.

Delilah.

Lysandra.

The shadows that haunted our past.

I would burn it all down before I let them take her from me again.

Not this time.

Not ever.

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