“I, Alpha Damon Lockwood, reject you, Sienna De Luca as my mate and Luna.” He said, looking her in the eye as she stood in front of the entire pack, waiting for him to acknowledge her as his mate. She froze for a moment, not knowing what to say before she took a deep breath. Her eyes meeting her mother’s who shook her head, who was telling her not to do this. However, she knew not to stop. “I, Sienna De Luca accept your rejection alpha Damon…” ****************************** Shocked and embarrassed, Sienna finds herself being forced to leave the pack before anyone stopped her from doing so, before she embarrasses her family more than she already believes she has. She took one glance at the test, which was inside her purse, before she took a deep breath and just walked out. Knowing that things were going to be different. Knowing that things were going to be hard. However, when the alpha finds her nine months later, things decide to take a different turn…
View MoreLysandra:I sat rigidly in the oversized leather chair, my nails digging into the armrests as Father paced in front of me. The heavy scent of cigars and expensive whiskey filled the study, a scent I had grown up associating with power, with control.But tonight, all I could feel was tension.Disappointment.Anger.I had failed him. And he was not going to let me forget it.He was going to make sure that I lived up to it and he was going to make sure that I regretted it. It was not like I had any other option. I tried every single method that I could think of, nothing seemed to work. And in the end, when he chose to appear, he just ended up ruining things for me before I could get them settled.“You disappoint me,” Father said, his voice like steel, sharp and cold. “As always, you are nothing more than a failure.”I forced myself to meet his gaze, though every fiber of my being screamed at me to look away. Father was not a man who handled failure well. He was not the kind to forgive Fa
Sienna:The garden was one of the few places in the pack house that still felt safe.It was the one place where I wanted to be alone, away from Damon, who I knew was seeing me as nothing more than some kind of fool. I knew that everyone around was making sure to make me feel bad about my decision. I knew that I did a mistake, but I was getting tired of being reminded that I made the mistake.My daughter was not a mistake and I was going to do it again if I had to. I was going to make sure to do everything that I could if I needed to do it again. I did not care whether or not they liked it. It was the truth. It was who I was.Helpless, stupid and reckless, but I was willing to do what it took for my child.Soft rays of the evening sun filtered through the trees, casting golden hues over the blooming flowers. The gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze filled the silence, and for the first time in days, I felt like I could breathe.It was the first time where I was walking around withou
Damon:The sting of her slap lingered longer than it should have.It lingered longer than I would have wanted it to.Not just on my skin.But somewhere deeper.It was something that I could not describe the feeling that I had. It was an anger that I did not like. It was a piece of rage that I found myself thinking about no matter how hard I tried to suppress the feeling that I had.I clenched my jaw, forcing my feet to move, to walk away before I did something I’d regret.And I knew that if I had stayed, I would have done something that I knew would have harmed her. And that was not something that I wanted. I did not want to be the reason behind her harm, nor did I want to be the reason behind her pain. Not anymore.Sienna had always had fire in her, but never once had she dared to strike me. No one who was in the park had ever dared strike me the way that she did. Not until today. Not until she was the first person to lay hands on me, the first person to look me in the eye, silently
Sienna:I noticed it immediately.And no matter how hard I tried to ignore it, pretend that it did not exist, pretend that it was only in my head, I couldn’t.Damon was hovering. And he was being too obvious about it, annoying, and even rude.At first, I thought it was just coincidence. That he was simply there by chance, by obligation, by whatever excuse I could come up with to convince myself that he wasn’t actively doing it. I wanted to believe that he had things to be taking care of, and that was why he was around me.But as the days passed, I realized I was wrong. I realized that I was being nothing more than a fool to think that it was a mere coincidence.He wasn’t just there.He was making sure that I was never alone. He was making sure to monitor everything that I was doing. It is making sure to spend as much as time around me and that was not something that I understood.Everywhere I went, he was close by. Whether it was training, eating, walking around the pack house, or eve
Damon:I pushed Sienna harder than I should have.But she did not complain of anything. She was willing to embrace it. It was as if this was something that she wanted to go with.Every morning, I made sure she was outside, training with me. It started slow, simple movements, light sparring, basic exercises to help her rebuild her strength after childbirth.But each day, I pushed her further.A little longer. A little harder.Each day I found myself wanting to spend a little more time with her throughout her training.I told myself it was necessary. That she needed to be stronger, to protect herself, to be able to stand her ground if anything happened.I told myself that she was going to need to grow stronger, that if she did not then things were going to turn against her and that was not something that I wanted to allow.That was what I told myself.That was what I was trying to convince myself with.But deep down, I knew the truth.Deep down I knew that it was only an excuse to give
Sienna:His words stuck with me.They played in my head on repeat, as if telling me that this was something that was never going to change, that it was something that he wanted to be the way that it was. That he did not want it happening again.We grew up.I knew that. I wasn’t naïve. I wasn’t clinging to some childish fantasy that things could go back to how they once were. I was in clinging on the fact that the two of us can go back to running around the forest without no care, not worrying about the problems that were occurring around us, not having any responsibilities. It was just the two of us, against all the odds.But did that mean we couldn’t at least try? Did that mean that we couldn't at least try to be friends, or at least try and make a moment out of it? The two of us had a child together, and yet here I was being treated as if I was nothing but a weakling.Did growing up mean that everything between us had to turn into bitterness and distance? Did it mean that we couldn'
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
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 mist
Damon:The tension in the room was suffocating.And the more I thought about it, the more I knew that things were not going to go my way, the worse things were going to happen, and I knew the harder they were going to be.Lysandra stood in front of my desk, arms crossed, her eyes burning with fury. She had stormed in the second she heard I’d met with Giovanni. I could already feel the storm brewing before she opened her mouth. She was not going to stop before, she was going to get what she wanted, but right now this was not an option. Not when I knew that her father was on the verge of threatening the pack. It was something that I was refusing right now and it was something that I was going to make sure that he understood the consequences of. But first, his daughter needed to go back to him.“You told me to stay,” she hissed, her voice dangerously low. “You asked me to stay, and now you’re telling me to leave? You brought me here. You sent your men to bring me here.”I leaned back in
Sienna:“Fuck…” I hissed as he pulled out of me, my body aching at the sudden feeling of being empty. My chest rose and fell as I watched him sit, his back facing me for a second too long before he got up from the bed. It was as if I was not even there by his side, and that was something that I could not understand. It was as if he was just alone. The man that was just with me seemed to have disappeared and changed to this completely.I watched as he put on his clothes, not bothering to turn around and face me. He didn't even smile, he didn't say a word, he just stayed quiet as he proceeded as if I did not even exist. I couldn’t help the frown that formed on my face. He was my mate, and yet, instead of choosing to lay down with me even for a moment, he chose to walk away. He chose to just turn around and leave. That did not make any sense to me.The way he held me in his arms, cradling and kissing me, played in my mind. It was the most beautiful thing that I could have ever expected ...
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