Chapter nine

ZIRAH’S POV

Discovery

When Damon left me in this beautiful and expansive kitchen to probably attend some important Alpha meeting thing, I started to engage in an argument with myself. Debating if I wasn't too hasty in accepting his offer of help, although then honestly it was my emotions that were ruling me especially when he crowded me with his intoxicating scent. Now though, with him gone I could think clearly and I was second-guessing my decision.

I never wanted to be under another man's rule ever again but he was also right, I had nothing.

Nothing, even the clothes on my back were Damon's.

I picked at my food, my mind whirring with decisions, thoughts, and scenarios. On the other hand, Damon was kind and gentle with me unlike my father and my mate, no scratch that, my rejected mate.

The way he patiently waited and listened to me, even when I started panicking and pacing, he just allowed me to wait it out and didn't rush me. No one has ever done anything like that for me except my