Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 33

Damon:

The packhouse was quieter than usual, the weight of unspoken words thick in the air. I moved through the halls, my mind preoccupied with the responsibilities I had to handle, yet no matter how much I tried to focus, my thoughts kept drifting back to her.

Everything about her presence angered me even more than I wanted to admit. Even the idea of her being in the same place as me was one that I did not want to believe, I did not want to accept nor acknowledge.

Sienna was out of the infirmary. And rather than sending her to her house or locking her up, no she was not. She was moving back to part of the pack house where she once lived. The place that I wanted so much to use to forget that she was ever here and yet my parents never allowed. It was as if she was treated like their daughter even more than their

son.

It didn’t sit right with me.

She was supposed to be temporary. She was supposed to walk away.

She was supposed to leave without a fight, without an argument. She was supposed to keep my daughter here. She chose to hide her and keep her. She was going to have to understand that this child belonged here. However, as an Omega, she did not.

I caught sight of her just as I turned the corner, her figure moving down the hall with quiet determination. A few pack members stole glances at her, murmurs passing between them, but she didn’t flinch.

She didn’t lower her gaze like she used to.

Though I could tell that she was doing her best to avoid me, she did not look as frightened as I wanted her to look. She did not look like she did not belong here. Instead, it was as if she did.

She walked with her head high, shoulders squared. It was as if she was welcomed here and that was not the fact she was not welcome where I was in alpha.

I hated that it annoyed me. I hated how much her presence angered me.

My jaw clenched as I watched her move, something in my chest twisting in a way I didn’t like. She was supposed to be small, unnoticeable, insignificant. Instead, she had a presence that made people look.

I was about to take a step forward when a voice stopped me.

“She’s not the same girl, you know.”

I exhaled sharply before turning to see my father standing a few feet away, his arms crossed, his sharp gaze flickering between Sienna’s retreating form and me. “And I think that you really need to start accepting that, Damon.”

I should have known he’d show up to lecture me. I should have known that he would keep roaming around me until I found it in myself to accept her. That was going to happen when I took my last breath, when I was little longer on this planet.

“She’s still an Omega,” I muttered, keeping my expression blank. “That hasn’t changed. Whatever it is that you want to tell me about her, it does not change the reality of who she is and what she is. Changing does not change her bloodline.”

Dad let out a low hum, his gaze assessing. “No. But everything else about her has. And I think that you know that very well. It is one of the reasons why you are annoyed.”

Dad let out a slow exhale, shaking his head. “Then why are you still standing here, watching her?”

I said nothing. Because I didn’t have an answer.

And I hated that.

Dad chuckled under his breath, but there was no amusement in it. “You should figure out what the hell you want, son. Before it’s too late. And the sooner that you do it, the better the outcome. If you believe that fighting a mother for her own kid is going to be the best option or the best thing that you are going to think about doing, then you are very wrong, son. Sometimes standing by the mother’s side is the right thing to do. No matter how difficult it might seem…”

With that, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing there, my fists clenched.

I forced myself to tear my gaze away from Sienna’s door, pushing forward with long strides.

I had more important things to worry about than a woman who didn’t know her place.

At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.

At least that’s what I wanted to keep in mind…