Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 46

Sienna:

The air in my room felt suffocating.

It just felt tight, tighter than it ever did since I moved here, since Evelyn had asked me to stay in this room rather than their Infirmary, rather than me being able to go to my room.

I had been in this space for hours, if not longer, staring at the same walls, hearing the same silence pressing in around me. Isla was with the nurses, and for the first time since she had been born, I had no one to hold onto, nothing to occupy my thoughts except for the mess I had found myself in.

And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t help but find myself getting lost in my thoughts. Thoughts that I did not want to have right now. Thoughts that I knew that I did not need.

I needed to leave. Just for a little while. I just needed to walk around for a bit. All I needed was a bit of air. If I could get that then I was going to be somewhat more relieved. At least I hoped.

I ran a hand through my hair, debating whether or not stepping outside would be a mistake. Damon hadn’t said I couldn’t leave my room. But he also hadn’t made it seem like I was free to roam, either. Actually, he was not the main problem. It was the eyes that had kept studying me, everyone’s expression on me, everyone who looked at me as if they were waiting for the opportunity to pounce on me, as if I was some kind of prey that they wanted nothing more than to devour.

Still, I needed air. Just a moment to myself. I needed to find it in myself to leave this room. Locking myself here was not going to be the option.

I took a step toward the door, my hand barely brushing the handle when it swung open without warning.

Damon.

He walked in like he owned the space, his presence consuming every inch of the room in seconds.

I let out a sharp breath, my patience already wearing thin. “Do you ever knock? Do you even know what respecting privacy means?”

He smirked, his emerald eyes flashing with amusement. “It’s not like I was going to see anything I haven’t seen before.”

I hesitated, trying to read his expression. He wasn’t demanding, but there was a firm finality in his tone. Something about it made me uneasy, but also…curious.

With a sigh, I walked past him, feeling his presence at my back as we stepped into the dimly lit hallway.

Neither of us spoke as we made our way through the pack house, the silence between us charged with unspoken words. It wasn’t until we reached the garden, where the air was cooler, where the moon cast a silver glow over the path, that Damon finally broke the quiet.

“What were you planning to do?” he asked.

I frowned, glancing at him. “What do you mean?”