Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 36

Sienna:

The halls of the packhouse were eerily silent. Each step I took echoed softly against the polished floors, reminding me that for the first time in weeks, I was outside my room, moving on my own.

And though I knew that deep down, a feeding told me that I shouldn’t be roaming around as easily as I was, my body still needed a brick. And I also knew that the park was not an exactly safe place for me. This was not a place where I was entirely wanted and I knew that my presence here was still something that most of the pack dreaded. Me and Omega being the mother of the alphas only heir.

But I needed this. The feeling of my legs carrying me forward, the slight burn in my muscles from being still for too long, it was the closest I’d felt to freedom in a while. A freedom that I did not value until I found myself losing it. Though technically I did not lose it, I just found myself being misguided towards it. I found myself being pulled away from it.

It Evelyn had encouraged me to try and get my strength back, and a short walk around the house seemed like a good start. She was the one person who I knew was genuinely very kind to me, her and Alpha Kael.

She had been the mother that he did not have, even after I had given birth to my girl. That was something that was more than just a little thankful for. That was something that I was never going to forget.

For a few minutes, it was peaceful.

For a few moments, no one disturbed me. A few of the pack members passed me. Some of them nodded, others smiled. I was surprised. I did not expect such behaviors from them. I expected them to be resenting me.

Then I heard it.

The sharp click of heels against the floor.

The heels that I knew would just ruin the peace that I believed I was going to be able to have roaming around the pack.

I barely had time to register the sound before a familiar voice sliced through the air.

“Well, well,” Lysandra sneered, stepping into my path. “What do you think you’re doing roaming around as if you own the place?”

“Walking,” she repeated, laughing humorlessly. “Of course. How convenient, considering Damon was just with you. Considering that he is with you almost all day long, every single day now, do you think that I don’t know about that? What are you doing to him? What has him coming to you every single day without being bored? And don’t tell me that it is because of the girl. What are you doing to him?”

Her words made my stomach tighten.

So that’s what this was about.

She had seen us. Or at least, heard about it.

I didn’t bother defending myself, there was no point. Damon and I barely spoke, and yet somehow, that was enough to send Lysandra into a fit of jealousy.