Chapter 22

Angel’s POV

I stood there glaring at Rider struggling to hold back my tears, then out of nowhere a deep voice said “me, that’s who would want her!” And a tall man stepped to the side of me.

I could feel his eyes on me and I slowly met his gaze! He must have seen the sadness in my eyes from Riders words because suddenly he snapped and his gentle words turned angry while his head snapped in Riders direction.

“Who the hell are you speaking to in that manor?” Damon snapped

Rider was shocked to see Damon stick up for me but tried to talk to him like an old friend even though I knew he only knew of him and hadn’t seen him before, “Damon, hey it’s nice to finally meet you. I am your future Beta Rider.” He reached out to shake Damon’s hand

Damon just looked from Riders face to his hand and then back at his face with disgust and refusal to meet his handshake.

Rider tried to save the moment and continued, “trust me mate, you dont want her. She is a nobody, she’s an orphan and as her ex I can confirm she is frigid and refuses to put out, if you know what a mean”, he finished and winked at Damon

I could see Damon clench his fists, he swallowed with a deep gulp before he closed his eyes and took a deep breath prior to responding, “You said you’re my future Beta! Let me clarify this right now, you are not and never will be my Beta, clearly you were dragged up rather than raised to show respect! Anyone who works with an Alpha should prioritise the pack and look out for them, and anyone with half a brain would think twice before insulting a future Luna!”

Rider looked confused, “ I would never disrespect my Luna sir, please reconsider”

Damon replied gently, “Well how else would you describe how you just spoke to my Fated Mate” and as he finished his sentence he stepped even closer to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder while pulling me in close.

At this point I finally noticed how many people were paying attention to the situation unfolding by the bar, and when Damon pulled me in declaring his fated mate there were gasps and whispers all around us. Even Christie gasped like she wasn’t already suspicious of this!

Riders eyes grew wide with realisation, he was shaking his head and as an apology tried to escape his lips Damon simply clicked his fingers and Rider was being removed from the room.

Riders dad who’s the current beta turned away in disgust as his son was trying to get his help with the situation.

With him removed all eyes were now on us, I could feel people staring but I couldn’t take my gaze off Damon. We stood there for what felt like ages, my wolf was howling in delight and he put his hand out for me to take.

Without thinking about it or braking my gaze I grabbed his hand. It felt like a magnet was pulling me to him as he guided me towards the dance floor.

I felt like I was in a movie, a fairytale to be more precise. As we stepped into the middle of the dance floor a slow song started to play and everyone else cleared the space.

Damon put his hands around my waist and pulled me in close, he placed my hands around his neck as my body forgot how to coordinate. We swayed and turned and the moment felt unreal. Damon pulled me in closer and I leaned my head against his chest inhaling his scent.

Damon rested his chin on the top of my head and I could feel him taking in a deep breath, I’m hoping he was inhaling my scent as I did his.

I couldn’t help but smile as everyone watched us. Did this mean he wanted to accept our bond? The only concern I had now was whether on not the rumours were true.

I glanced up at Damon’s eyes and he was smiling down at me, “do you have any idea how long I have waited for this moment? To hold you in my arms, freely inhale your scent and look upon your beautiful face?” He whispered

Just then the ceiling started to move, I looked up to see what looked like millions on tiny butterflies floating down around us all mixed with balloons. It was the perfect end to a prefect dance.

When the song ended we didn’t speak, Damon just gently led me off the dance floor towards the stairs leading to the balcony. I didn’t question what was happening and I just followed.

At the top of the stairs were some private booths, Damon took me towards the one in the far corner. When we got to the booth it was set up with even more butterflies and fairy lights lit up the jars in the middle.

He motioned for me to take a seat and I didn’t hesitate.

Damon sat opposite me, reached over the table to hold me hands and explained, “ I figured we might need somewhere to talk”