Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 250

Sienna:

“Are you sure that you’re going to be able to manage anything today? I know that you want to take care of things, but, Damon, you also need to take a break” I said gently.

“Don’t worry, I’m going to be able to handle things, all I need to do is just focus on what needs to be done. Regardless of the pain that I am in, Caleb wouldn’t want me to mourn, not for long, and he wouldn’t want me to wander about. He would be more open to me taking care of things, and the pack is not going to manage itself.” He said, and I sighed.

“I know, but Damon, you deserve a break too.” I said, looking him in the eye. He cupped my cheeks gently, running his fingers over my jawline before he connected his lips with mine. The kiss was gentle, far more gentle than anything else that the two of us have been going through.

I kissed him back with the same gentleness, wrapping my arms around him, and he smirked against my lips, lowering his hands to my waistline. “If I say I love you a thousand times, that is never going to be enough to justify how I feel about you.”

“I love you too.” I said as he rested his forehead against my own.

Our daughter, who was in the nursery, was already awake and taken care of. Now I knew that the two of us were going to need to take care of our responsibilities as Alpha and Luna. But sometimes I just wanted things to be normal. I wanted to be away from all of these responsibilities. I wanted it to be just the two of us. But I also knew that this was our normal. It was the lingering war that came that told me that things were different.

“How’s Lysandra?” Damon asked and I smiled. “I was told that you checked on her. I know that it might be hard for you to do so, but I’m happy that you are willing yourself to actually be willing to talk to her, to give her a moment.”

“Whatever happened between the two of you and my mind is in the past. While I know that what she did to hurt me was not little, I am still a Luna, for me to hold on to that pain is not right. She is in pain and she has been driven to madness. He may try to break every single speck of humanity in her. I do not want to add to that pain, if anything I just want her to be able to stand on her feet.”

“What did we do to be so lucky to have you as a person?” He asked, and I smiled. He took my hand in his, gently intertwining our fingers. The two of us walked towards the door, and I smiled when the sun hit my skin. Somehow it always had an effective soothing me, of making me smile.

The sun was high, the air cold with the scent of pine and the lingering burn of the funeral the day before. Everyone around was in pain despite trying to take care of their duties. The atmosphere in the compound was quieter today. Still heavy, but not suffocating. At least they were doing their best to manage standing. I knew that it was hard. I understood how difficult it was to lose someone as close as Caleb. But they still did their best to manage things.

I walked with Damon toward the training field when I saw them.

“What in the world?” Damon was the first to comment. I laughed and shook my head as I saw how gentle they looked. How happy they seemed.

Ethan and Delilah.

Walking side by side.

At first glance, there was nothing unusual, until I noticed the way her body tensed when she saw us. Her steps faltered. She looked ready to put distance between them, the way someone might pull away after saying too much the night before. I raised the 9, brought the side but made it. My job not to comment, but I could tell that even Damon was holding back a snicker. I squeezed his hand gently, shaking my head as I silently asked him not to make a comment. At least not out loud.

Ethan didn’t let her.

Without missing a beat, he slipped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close.

Casual. Grounded. Intentional.

Delilah froze for a half-second, then glanced up at him, clearly flustered.

I bit my lip to hide the smile tugging at the corners of my mouth.

“Well, that’s new,” I murmured. “I wonder how long this has been going.”

“Don’t,” she said quickly, not looking at me. “Don’t you even dare.”

“I didn’t say anything,” I teased.

“You were about to,” she muttered, eyes straight ahead.

I laughed. “Okay, okay. I won’t start.”

But I was grinning too hard to mean it.

Because for the first time in a while, Delilah didn’t look like she was trying to run.

“Whatever that was, you still have a little explaining to do. At least once you’re ready to get that done.”