Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 27

rolled behind me, its wheels clicking in rhythm with my stride. I could still hear my father’s voice in my head, harsh and unyielding, reminding me of the shame I had brought to our family by chasing after Damon.

The man that I knew that my father warned me against seeing or speaking to again. He didn’t even want me to mention his name, let alone see him, and yet, here I was, within his pack because I chose to fucking listen to my heart.

I was done.

My father was going to have my head the second I walked inside the house because of this.

Or at least, I thought I was until I caught sight of her.

Sienna.

The Omega who had shattered everything. The girl who had somehow managed to turn Damon’s world upside down and take away what was supposed to be mine.

The girl who managed to stab in, her pack Luna, in the back by spreading her legs to the man that did not want her around. My lover.

She had dared consider him a mate to her. The pathetic story of any Omega who would believe that she can climb through the ranks to become something that she clearly will never be.

She stood by the glass window of the incubation room, her eyes fixed on the tiny figure inside. And though I knew better than to bother a mother, especially a new one, something in the way that she stood, her back straight as if she owned the place that made my blood boil.

I couldn’t help myself.

“What’s wrong?” I taunted. “Cat got your tongue? Or maybe you finally realized you’re nothing but a placeholder. A temporary fix until Damon comes to his senses? Do you finally see your own stupid worth?”

Her fingers tightened against the windowsill, the knuckles turning white. A small victory. A small reaction was coming from her. One that was going to remind her of her place.

“You’re not going to stay, you know,” I said, leaning in so my breath brushed against her ear. “Damon doesn’t want you here. He’s keeping you around for the baby, but you? You’re just an inconvenience. For now, until he finds someone else to nurse and take care of the child.”

Sienna’s chest rose and fell in slow, measured breaths. She didn’t look at me, but I could see the strain in her expression, the war behind her eyes.