Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 48

Damon:

My mother had warned me.

“She is still too weak, Damon. She is not going to be able to stand on her feet. She needs a break.” She said, giving me her warning as she crossed her arms over her chest, but I refused to listen.

She had insisted that Sienna still needed more time, that her body was still recovering from postpartum, that pushing her too soon might only do more harm than good.

But I knew better.

I was not going to push her to her limit. I was just going to help her out. I was going to help her regain her strength and confidence.

Sienna didn’t need to be coddled. She needed to move. This was not something that she just needed for herself. She needed to do it for Isla, too.

And if she was going to stay here, if she was going to remain under my rule, she needed to be prepared. She needed to stand stronger. At least she was going to need to start carrying herself around the pack.

So, despite my mother’s protests, I found myself walking beside Sienna as she moved cautiously through the training grounds, her steps slow but steady. I was not putting too much pressure on her. I did not want to train her just yet. I just needed her body to regain its composure. I needed her wolf to become as strong as she was before. Weakling or not, Omega or not, she did have one of the strongest wolves amongst the omegas.

She had been reluctant at first, her expression filled with irritation when I told her she needed to build up her stamina. But she hadn’t refused. She knew that she wanted this too. She knew that she needed this, no matter how much she wanted to deny it.

That alone was a small victory.

“Take it slow,” I instructed, watching as she rolled her shoulders, testing the limits of her body. “You’re not here to fight yet. Just move. You’re just here to walk around.”

Sienna shot me a glare. “I’m walking, Damon. Not running a marathon. And I don’t intend to fight you. I’m not that stupid.”

I smirked. “Good to know you’re still full of attitude.”

She scoffed but didn’t argue. Instead, she kept her pace even, her gaze forward as she took in the familiar stretch of land that once belonged to both of us. She wrapped her arm around herself as the two of us walked. It was like it was when we were younger, The Secret Garden that the two of us used to stay in for hours together.

It had been years since she had walked these paths. I could see the flicker of recognition in her expression, the way she glanced at certain areas like she was remembering something.

The same way I did.

The same way that I found myself thinking about our past, the same way I found myself thinking about how the two of us used to run for hours. For the moment, it was almost impossible to just forget or ignore everything that the two of us have endured together and within these same paths.

The silence between us stretched until I handed her the bottle of water I had brought. She hesitated before taking it, muttering a soft “Thanks.”

It was a small gesture, but it was one that mattered.

“Have you been eating properly?” I asked casually as we continued walking. “I was told by the nurses that you gave them a few days when it came to food at first.”

Sienna shot me a suspicious glance. “Why? You certainly want to know whether or not I’m eating. I doubt that you don’t have anything better to do. You know my diet shouldn’t be of your concern, Alpha.”

“Because you’re too damn thin.” I said casually.

Her eyes narrowed. “I just had a baby, Damon.”

“I know,” I said, smirking. “And now you need to eat more. Most women tend to gain weight when they’re pregnant, and you ended up losing more weight than you can actually afford to lose. You already were, Then suddenly you became skinnier than a skeleton.”

She glared at me and playfully slapped my arm. I chuckled and looked away from her.

She rolled her eyes. “I don’t need you monitoring my diet. I can feed myself fine and I can decide when I am hungry and when I’m not.”

I ignored her and grabbed the small bag I had brought along, pulling out a container of food. She blinked at it, her lips pressing into a firm line.

“I’m not hungry.”

She frowned. “I don’t understand.”

I exhaled through my nose, stepping closer, the distance between us closing.

“You asked me what happened to us,” I reminded her. “And the answer is simple, we grew up. We are no longer the innocent children that used to roam around these gardens.”

“No, we’re not.” She said, looking away from me. She set the piece of fruit back in the container before taking a step back. I looked at her and frowned, shaking her head in question. “Isla is going to most likely need me. I’m going to go and check on our daughter. If you’ll excuse me, Alpha.”

She didn’t wait for me to respond before she walked away, heading back towards the pack house.

I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at her, studying her body language as she walked away.

I had to admit it pained me.

But no matter how hard I tried to deny it, I was not going to be able to do so.

The two of us grew up.

We were no longer the children that we used to be.

And that meant that the freedom that you have us had was now most likely somewhat eliminated.

It just pained me that she did not understand this as clearly as I did.

Or maybe it was me who saw it differently…