Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 22

Lysandra froze for a second before letting out a breathless laugh, but this time, there was no humor in it, just something dark and frustrated. It was one to reflect her anger. It was one to show me that this was not something that she liked and I knew that she was going to give me a fuss about it.

She was going to fight me for it and she was going to do her best to get her away and normally I knew that I would give it to her. However, today I was not in the mood for her games.

“You selfish bastard,” she whispered. “I’m not some kind of toy for you to be messing with right now.

I smirked. “I believe that you’ve called me worse, but that does not mean that you never stayed when I convinced you to.”

She walked toward me slowly, deliberate. I didn’t move as she reached up, dragging her fingers along my jaw before gripping it tightly, forcing me to look at her.

“Tell me the truth,” she murmured. “Is it because of her? You want me to stay because of her?”

My smirk faded.

“It is, isn’t it?” Her voice was quieter now, almost disbelieving. “You’re keeping me here because of her. You don’t want me to leave because you don’t want to keep thinking about her, because you don’t want to keep roaming around her.”

I clenched my jaw, pulling away from her grip. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Am I?” she countered, stepping closer again. “You have never been the type to care, Damon. You don’t give a damn about people leaving unless you want them to stay.”

I downed the rest of my drink and set the glass down with a sharp clink. “You’re overthinking. And you are different. You’re not like the other people. As far as I’m concerned, you are my girlfriend.”

“No, you’re avoiding.” She said, looking at me. “As for being your girlfriend, that ended the second day you chose to sleep with her. Needless to say, she has your child, Damon.”

I turned away, heading toward my office, but she followed.

I stilled, my back to her.

I turned slowly, my expression hard. “It was a mistake that happened and that mistake ended.”

Lysandra smiled, but it wasn’t sweet. It was knowing.

“You can’t even lie to yourself about it, can you?” She said, wrapping an arm around herself as she tried to calm even herself down. She was playing a game, however, that I knew was not going to be in either one of our favors.

I exhaled sharply, stepping back. “This conversation is over.”

She let me go.

But before I reached the stairs, she called after me.

“You’re not fooling anyone, Damon.” She said before taking a step back. “I’m heading home, find another game to play, Damon. Because it’s not going to be on me. Not anymore…”