Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 227

“You have been quiet since you woke up this morning, Evelyn.” Kael said, looking at me. He was fixing his shirt and I closed my eyes. I didn’t like it when he saw me this way, but I also knew that this was the one place where I could be who I was, where I did not have to pretend to be strong, where I did not need to look at others with strength, where I could weaken if I needed to.

He was my strength and I his pride. The two of us were a team. We always have been. But right now I just found myself being completely lost.

The room was quiet, the gentle ticking of the clock the only sound breaking the heavy silence between us. Kael stood near the large window, his strong frame outlined by the soft morning light. His presence was always a comfort, even in the most uncertain of times. “Talk to me, Evelyn. What’s on your mind, beautiful Luna?”

I drew in a quiet breath, my chest heavy as I spoke. “I’m afraid, Kael.”

He turned to me slowly, his dark eyes softening as he studied my face, stepping toward me gently. “Of what? What is it that has my Luna’s mind being this concerned and this frightened?”

“Of everything.” My voice was barely above a whisper. “The battles. Giovanni. The threats against our family. Watching Damon and Sienna constantly having to fight just to find peace. I’m tired, Kael, I’m tired of always waiting for the next fight. I’m tired of waking up wondering who we’re going to lose or whether or not I’m going to see them again. I’m frightened of them going out to come back in a tomb.”

“You are not a person that I took to be afraid of something like this.” Kael’s gaze remained gentle as he reached for my hand, intertwining his fingers with mine and bringing it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss against my knuckles. “We’ve come a long way, Evelyn. Far longer than most would have thought possible. Far longer than even the two of us have thought possible.”

Kael moved closer, placing a gentle hand against my cheek. “The cost was high, I know. But think about where we started. Think about the first moment we knew we were mates. Think about me looking you in the eye and how my wolf claimed your stubborn one.”

A soft smile formed at the corners of his mouth, and I found myself smiling faintly back, despite everything. The memory was clear, vivid even now, how stubborn I’d been, how fiercely I had resisted the pull of fate. How much I fought him and how much he had fought to claim me, and yet one way or the other, he found it in him to win me over. Fated or not, he won my heart.