Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 331

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Delilah:

The battlefield was chaos. Everything about it seemed to call for rage, for a fight, for something that neither one of us would have wanted to be in. And yet here we were, caught in the middle of it.

It was a war like no other. I read like no other, and the battle that stood bloodier than anything else had ever been. And I knew what blood was. This was different.

Claws against claws. Screams and ash and blood thick in the air. The mist wrapped around my ankles like chains, but I kept moving. Kept cutting.

I kept fighting because I knew that I was not going to stop. I swore that I was not going to stop.

Because she was here.

I could feel her.

Her presence was one that formed quickly but disappeared. She was trying to get me to find her. And I knew that it was only a matter of time before I did, but she wanted to lure me away from the crowd. She wanted me to trade her or she wanted to use me like she had used the others to try and prove her point, to prove her strength.

Her presence was unmistakable, cold and poisonous and heavy, pressing against my skull like a voice I couldn’t ignore. But I did my best to ignore it. No matter how painful or piercing it was, I was not going to allow her to get inside my mind. I was not going to give her that advantage.

Delilah.

My name again, slithering through the fog like silk. She called through very calmly, as if expecting a response, one that I did not plan on giving.

I snarled, cutting down another nightmare that lunged at me. Its body broke apart in a wail of smoke and shadow. I barely heard it over the sound of her voice.

Come to me. You can come to me, you are safe, you know that You are by my side and with me you can fight.

Ethan was at my back. I could hear him, feel him, his claws, his breath, the quiet way he growled whenever one of them got too close to me. But this wasn’t his fight. Not yet.

This was mine.

I did not want him to be involved in it, though I knew that he was. But this one, it was personal. That woman who was supposed to be my mother, who was supposed to protect me was stripped out of everything that made her human.

This was Giovanni’s creation, but I doubted that even he knew the extent of what he had done. That anyone would know or at least try to think about something like this. This was something that went wrong. Otherwise he would have been here as well. Knowing him, he would have wanted to embark on the satisfaction.

“Delilah!” His voice cracked through the haze as I pushed forward, out of formation, out of the pack’s line. “Don’t…”

But I didn’t stop. I was not going to stop, not until she died, not until I managed to get everything that I wanted. Not until all of this ended.

The mist thickened as I moved, curling higher and colder, until the rest of the pack disappeared behind me. And then, through the veil of darkness, I saw her.

Tatiana.

She stood at the center of it all, her gown made of smoke and thorns, her crown sharp as the moonlight glinting off her pale skin. Those same blue eyes met mine — unflinching, unfeeling.

“You came,” she said. “I thought that you wouldn’t listen. I thought that you would be more stubborn, but I am impressed. Have you really chosen the correct side now? Do you see the losing side and choose to want to be amongst the winner regardless? I do not mind. Your methods are not ones that I’m going to question.”