Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 345

The pack house was full of laughter that night.

That’s been filled with laughter for months, even after.

Yes, it has been months since the war ended, and though scars still lined the land, and the hearts of those who fought, there was peace now. True peace.

A sort of peace that no one ever expected. It was the ending of a story, one that no one ever expected to have. The swore, this anger, the agony, all the pain, everything just seemed to end and suddenly what was nothing more than a war zone was now more than just a little happiness.

Sienna watched from the balcony, her hand resting in Damon’s as they looked down at the gathering below. “You know we are going to need to try and expand the pack grounds. As you might know, we might be having more family members around.”

Sienna’s words caught Damon’s attention and he raised an eyebrow, as if waiting for what she was about to say. “I can assume that this has something to do with the fact that you’ve been a little more concerned lately. Only it’s not you. I would have felt it.”

She laughed and nodded before she turned her attention back out the balcony where she saw them.

Wolves lounged around the firepit, sharing food, stories, and the quiet comfort of survival. Children darted through the grass, their laughter bright.

And near the edge of it all, Ethan stood with Delilah. The two that she knew deserved the happy ending more than anyone else. He’d stayed close to her ever since she woke, closer than he probably realized. And the fact that he had told her that he was in love with her changed a lot. He knew that she had never said it back, but he saw it in her eyes. “I think that they, just like everyone else, deserve the happy ending.”

“Indeed, they do.” Damon said as he tightened his arm around his Luna.

They walked the grounds together, sparred together in the mornings, sat side by side at every meal. The two of them spoke more than they would have done with anyone else, and she knew that he was happy. They could see her happiness too, the contentment that she felt.

But tonight felt different. She seemed quieter.

Ethan stood stiffly, his arms folded as he stared at the fire. Something in his shoulders loosened when Delilah slipped beside him. She didn’t say anything at first, just leaned into his side, resting her hand lightly on his forearm. “You have been quiet throughout the whole day.”

He glanced at her, his brow furrowing slightly.

“You okay?” he murmured. “Normally you wouldn’t really care about me being quiet. As far as I’m concerned, you actually wanted me to be quiet for a while.”

Delilah smiled faintly, her eyes on the firelight. “I’m fine. And I stopped wanting you to be quiet for a very long time. I would have thought that you knew that by now.”

Her voice was quiet, but it was also steady. He smiled as he looked at her, but he didn’t believe her. He never did when she said that she was fine.

“Delilah,” he said softly, turning toward her now, his dark eyes searching hers. “You’ve been off for the past few days and I don’t think that you believe that I’ve been missing how tired you look. You’ve been sleeping more often also, which is way against you.”

That’s when she took his hand.

He froze when she guided it gently down, pressing his palm flat against her stomach. She nodded at him, looking him dead in the eyes. She did, a memory of someone telling her that this was going to be nothing more than a dream for her that it was never going to be her reality.

At first he didn’t understand. His eyes darted up to hers, confused. He simply studied her expression, fearing that he would say something that was wrong, fearing that he would end up hurting her feelings.

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