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Amara's POVWhen Damien said spending time at the training center with warriors would provide a good distraction for me, he was right. For someone that said I wanted to avoid him, I was pretty glued to him. And it was fun.If he wasn't busy, we would talk about just anything— gossip people, arguing about ridiculous topics like who had the better aim, and make comments about every unfortunate soul that could not keep up with the drills.I would not deny, he was good at what he does. No one had ever sparred with him and won. No one had even come close. That's why he was the Gamma anyway.And Damien? He was such a show off.Anytime he floored an opponent during practice, he would always find my gaze, as if he was waiting for me to praise him. Sometimes I would, other times, I would just call him an ass. He liked both though.I had sparred with him a few times. He went easy on me, because I was certain he could take me down in a second with his eyes closed using one hand. But our session
Damien's POVAmara was avoiding me. It had been four days. I noticed that she was trying to open up better now. She was always in the company of Valerie or Carrie. Even Klaus and Jamie sometimes. But not me.I was not mad about it though.Who was I kidding? I was mad as fuck, jealousy eating me up from the inside out. Each time I see her talking with them, being so free, it makes something inside of me burn. I could understand Valerie and Carrie to an extent. But how dare she prefer Klaus and Jamie to me? What were they saying to her that was more interesting than the things I told her.I kicked the punching bag in front of me harder. She was making me irrational again. I was always in control. Of everything in my life. Except when it comes to her. She didn't even need to do anything. Just her breathing in a space nearby was enough to get my head spinning.Was this still love? Or an unhealthy obsession.Valerie was having a therapy session for her unhinged sister, and now I could not
Damien's POVValerie came to me for a scolding session after she was done with Amara, but it ended with a series of me pinching her cheeks and a few forehead kisses. She had no choice but to give up.She left here shaking her head and muttering words about how impossible I was. Maybe I was. But it was impossible to take her seriously when she was puffed up like an angry little bird. A very cute one. And I knew she wasn't truly angry, only worried for everyone.It was no news to her or any other person in the pack house what I felt for Amara. The only person that seemed to be oblivious was Amara herself.I ran my hands through my face as I thought about our moment together before Valerie interrupted. I was going to kiss her, and maybe do even more."Fuck!"I was supposed to have more control than this. Amara was already so confused, and I didn't want to give her more to think about.I was tempted to go to her room again. I was always tempted. I wanted to hold her all the time, but I he
Amara's POVI stood up like a teenage girl the mom caught with her crush secretly in her bedroom."Damien was here." I uttered foolishly, like she did not see him."I am not blind. And I am going after him when I am done here with you." She said, placing one hand on her hips, and eyes narrowing. "You and the Gamma?"I shook my head. "It is not what you think. We were just... talking."She gave me a look that she didn't believe me at all. "Of course, you need to sit on him like that to talk." Her voice now held a teasing edge. She might had winked at me if she wasn't here for serious business."Is there something you would like to confess?"My lips thinned into a straight line. That familiar ache of guilt pulling at my chest. This was judgement, and I could not escape it now."I sold the restaurant." I confessed, my voice so low, even I struggled to hear myself.The small anger in Valerie's face disappeared slowly, and was replaced with a look of confusion, before something like hurt f
Amara's POV "You look tired." Damien pointed out, his hand actually tilting my face from one side to the other and assessing me with such focus, you'd think he was setting a bomb. "I am." Physically and emotionally. His hand then slowly moved to my hair, and he ran his fingers through it. I remembered how he always told me that he loved my hair. In return, I took very good care of it so that he would never stop loving it. "You sold it." Not a question. "How... How did you know?" He looked at me again, in a manner that could almost be likened to a person reading a book. Sometimes he made me feel like my thoughts were written right on my forehead. That was the problem with him. He knew too much, so well, very deeply. "That is why you look so..." He took a pause, as if thinking of the right word. "Hollow." "I had to." I admitted. "You should have told someone. You should have told me." A hint of betrayal flashed in his eyes for a moment, before it disappeared. "We would have figu
Amara's POVA week passed, and I managed to survive.I had been avoiding Damien, keeping myself busy with just anything. I would run errands for the Alpha, offer myself as an assistant to the Luna, the Beta female, even the Omegas. When I had nothing to do, I would assume the role of the baby sitter. Thankfully, CJ and Kameron were a handful, and they were enough to keep me distracted.Damien would have noticed that I was avoiding him, but I'd rather that, than being confined in the same space with him. He made me nervous in an exciting kind of way.He checked on me every morning when he wakes, and before he goes to bed. He always made sure I had eaten and cleaned up for the day. He checks to assure than I was doing anything other than drowning in my own personal pool of misery.Another person I was still avoiding was Valerie. Not really avoiding her though, but I always dodge certain discussions with her— like any talk about my restaurant. It had been a week and I still had not chang