Chapter 33
Damon:
The packhouse was quieter than usual, the weight of unspoken words thick in the air. I moved through the halls, my mind preoccupied with the responsibilities I had to handle, yet no matter how much I tried to focus, my thoughts kept drifting back to
her.
Everything about her presence angered me even more than I wanted to admit. Even the idea of her being in the same place as me was one that I did not want to believe, I did not want to accept nor acknowledge.
Sienna was out of the infirmary. And rather than sending her to her house or locking her up, no she was not. She was moving back to part of the pack house where she once lived. The place that I wanted so much to use to forget that she was ever here and yet my parents never allowed. It was as if she was treated like their daughter even more than their son.
It didn’t sit
It
right with me.
She was supposed to be temporary. She was supposed to walk away.
She was supposed to leave without a fight, without an argument. She was supposed to keep my daughter here. She chose to hide
her and keep her. She was going to have to understand that this child belonged here. However, as an Omega, she did not.
I caught sight of her just as I turned the corner, her figure moving down the hall with quiet determination. A few pack members stole glances at her, murmurs passing between them, but she didn’t flinch.
She didn’t lower her gaze like she used to.
Though I could tell that she was doing her best to avoid me, she did not look as frightened as I wanted her to look. She did not
look like she did not belong here. Instead, it was as if she did.
She walked with her head high, shoulders squared. It was as if she was welcomed here and that was not the fact she was not
welcome where I was in alpha.
I hated that it annoyed me. I hated how much her presence angered me..
My jaw clenched as I watched her move, something in my chest twisting in a way I didn’t like. She was supposed to be small, unnoticeable, insignificant. Instead, she had a presence that made people look
I was about to take a step forward when a voice stopped me.
“She’s not the same girl, you know.”
I exhaled sharply before turning to see my father standing a few feet away, his arms crossed, his sharp gaze f
Sienna’s retreating form and me. “And I think that you really need to start accepting that, Damon ”
flickering between
I should have known he’d show up to lecture me. I should have known that he would keep roaming around me until I found it in myself to accept her. That was going to happen when I took my last breath, when I was little longer on this planet.
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“She’s still an Omega,” I muttered, keeping my expression blank. “That hasn’t changed. Whatever it is that you want to tell me about her, it does not change the reality of who she is and what she is, Changing does not change her bloodline.”
Dad let out a low hum, his gaze assessing. “No. But everything else about her has. And I think that you know that very well. It is one of the reasons why you are annoyed.”
“I am annoyed because she’s nothing more than a liar and a person who chose to hide something as important as my daughter for me.” I scoffed, crossing my arms. “She’s just pretending to be strong. Whether or not you choose to believe it, a person like her is nothing more than a manipulative one.”
“She is strong,” he corrected, his tone steady. “And if she is the one that is manipulated, what does that make of you, the man who chose to play her to get her in his bed?”
I turned to fully face him, irritation creeping into my voice. “What’s your point, Father?”
Dad studied me for a long moment, the disappointment in his eyes clear. “You’re spending an awful lot of time watching someone you claim not to care about. Whether or not you want to admit it, you know for a fact that you care about her. You want
to deny it because it angers you that you did not know about a few things, that you chose to hide something from you.”
I rolled my shoulders back, keeping my face neutral. “She’s the mother of my child. That’s it. That is why I care about her presence and trust me when I say I would rather I throw her out faster than I could even say her name. Then she could say my
name.”
Dad let out a humorless chuckle. “If that were true, you wouldn’t be so damn bothered by her presence. As for throwing her out, it
would have to be done over my dead body. The second that you see me being put inside my grave is the second that you can throw
her out or do whatever it is that you want from her, but you will have disgraced me and your mother,”
I gritted my teeth. “She left once. She’ll leave again. Me kicking her out, it’s not going to change the fact that she chose to leave
herself. You just don’t want to see it because you believe her to be an angelic soul. That is not a real ”
Dad’s expression darkened slightly. “If she leaves, Damon, it won’t be because she wants to. It’ll be because you pushed her away.
And if you push too hard, one day, she’ll stop looking back. She’s going to stop trying to fight you if she is staying here. Trust me,
it is only because of Isla. She does not want to stay here. It is your mother who asked her to stay here and if you are going to tell me that you could have told her to leave. You have a daughter and trust me when I say she is not going to leave without her child.
No mother that loves her child would leave without her.”
Something tightened in my chest at his words, but I shoved it down.
“I don’t care if she leaves,” I said coldly. “My child would be staying whether or not she likes it.”
Dad let out a slow exhale, shaking his head. “Then why are you still standing here, watching her?”
I said nothing. Because I didn’t have an answer.
And I hated that.
Dad chuckled under his breath, but there was no amusement in it. “You should figure out what the hell you want, son. Before it’s
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too late. And the sooner that you do it, the better the outcome. If you believe that fighting a mother for her own kid is going to be
the best option or the best thing that you are going to think about doing, then you are very wrong, son. Sometimes standing by the mother’s side is the right thing to
- do. No matter how difficult it might seem…”
With that, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing there, my fists clenched.
I forced myself to tear my gaze away from Sienna’s door, pushing forward with long strides.
I had more important things to worry about than a woman who didn’t know her place.
At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.
At least that’s what I wanted to keep in mind…
