Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 76

Damon:

The moment the door shut behind her, I stood in the middle of the room, fists clenched so tightly my knuckles ached.

The silence that followed her departure was deafening.

I could still hear her words echoing in my mind.

“I stopped expecting anything from you a long time ago.”

She had said it so calmly. So… resolutely. And that hit harder than any slap could have.

The door was knocked, taking me off guard, snapping me out of my thoughts. I glared out it for a moment as I caught the scent of one of the maids. Of course she was going to take care of Isla and her mother went to work.

My daughter’s mother, a pack Luna, was going to be working in an office, one without flexible hours, one that paid minimum wage simply to be stubborn while our daughter was being taken care of by a maid.

“Alpha, I came to take the little child.” The maid said, and I glared at her. She looked down at her feet before walking towards Isla’s bassinet, lifting her in her arms.

I watched in silence as she took her out before staring into space as I tried to think straight, as I tried to calm myself down.

I didn’t even know which part pissed me off more, her walking out, the way she looked at me like I meant nothing, or the way my chest burned with something I refused to name.

She was going back to her room. Her old room.

The room that I did not want her to be in for so many different reasons. And yet here she was defying me again. Here she was arguing with me as if it was nothing. As if I was nothing.

Like she didn’t just share mine. Like she didn’t just… belong here.

Like I did not respect her by staying out of my own room for her to get her privacy.

I swiped my hand across the edge of the dresser, knocking over the glass of water I believe she set there. It shattered on the floor, sharp shards scattering like my goddamn self-control.

How dare she?

Who did she think she was to be defying me, to be challenging me the way that she was?

She wanted to play the independent card now? Go off to work at a place I didn’t even authorize, expose herself to Goddess knows who?

She wasn’t ready for that.

And even if she was ready for it, that was not going to allow her to do it. She already tried working. And where did it lead her? Nearly dying as she gave birth to her daughter had I not found her!

She had no idea what kind of world she was walking into. Not when Giovanni was still stirring shit behind the scenes, not when the very walls of this pack weren’t fully secure.

And Isla…

The thought of her taking Isla out there one day, of walking out that door with my daughter, pretending she didn’t need this pack, didn’t need me, that was what made my blood boil the most. That angered me even more than I could just describe, because I knew that I was losing control, that I needed to maintain a certain ground, that I needed to hold on to.

I wasn’t just angry. I was… afraid.

And I hated it.

“Are you sure that you want to do this? You do understand that if she finds out, things are going to end up turning against you?” He asked, his voice somewhat hesitant.

“I would rather she turn against me than she ended up turning dead, don’t you think, Ethan?”

“Understood,” Ethan said cautiously. “But Damon… if I may…”

“Just do it, this is not up for debate. I’m not asking you, I’m telling you to do this.” I cut him off, ending the call.

I tossed the phone onto the bed and stared at the space she had just left.

My room felt cold. Empty.

Everything about it just felt odd knowing that she was not inside the room when I was just barely getting used to her scent here.

And I hated that, too.

Because I was the one who brought her here to keep her safe, but I did not fight for her to stay.

But now that she was leaving, really leaving, I couldn’t stand it.

And if she thought for a second that I was going to sit back and let her slip through my fingers again…

She was dead wrong.