Chapter Four

Anna

He was there when I got home. Sitting on the couch with his legs crossed. He was focused on the TV before him. My legs felt like glass as I stared at him. I could feel the strong force of attraction pulling me towards him. Couldn’t he feel it too? Or was he only ignoring it?

I gulped hard as I walked into the house. He didn’t seem to notice me. Outside, the sun had gone down, and twilight was creeping in. I was lucky to have returned before it was dark. But seeing him back at home before I was meant that I was going to be in so much trouble.

I tried to walk behind the couch to avoid him. It seemed to be working because he was so focused on the TV. And then, I heard him call me.

“Anna.”

His voice was deep but smooth and I felt my bush shudder in excitement at the sound of him calling me. I gulped hard and froze to the spot.

“Come here.”

I nodded even though his eyes were still on the TV. I turned around the couch and stood before it. His eyes were still on the TV, but my eyes were raking him. He was still in his black shirt which showed his abs and biceps that were struggling to break free from shorts sleeves which served as a prison to them.

His jet-black hair was damp and scattered across his forehead. His face was pale and I could tell that he had showered many minutes ago. He still looked beautiful. His alluring aura surrounded me and I almost crumbled to my knees before him.

Damon’s eyes finally peeled away from the TV. They came to mine and I felt my heart squeeze in my chest.

“Where have you been?” He asked.

My eyes went to the door as I recalled the events of my day. I could remember Stella forcing me to drink alcohol. My body shuddered in disgust as I remembered the bitter taste of the liquor on my tongue.

“I was out with some friends,” I replied.

He arched an eyebrow at me. He could tell that I was lying. This came as a surprise to me.

“Last time I checked, you don’t have any friends,” he said.

I knew.

His brow relaxed and I heard him sniff at me. My heart squeezed in my chest. He had discovered it. The stench of alcohol hadn’t worn off. I was in so much trouble. I gulped hard and watched his nose wrinkle as he recognized the stench.

“Were you drinking?” He asked.

Suddenly, my knees became as light as feathers. They were going to give off at any moment. What was I going to do? He had already caught me so there wasn’t a need to lie. The least I could do was tell him the truth. Maybe he would forgive me and spare me a night from the dungeon.

“Y—Yes sir,” I replied.

He chuckled at that.

I watched him carefully. His eyes went back to the TV. I had to make myself useful or it was over for me. Maybe the only reason he was sparing me was because I was his mate.

I knew Damon to be very ruthless. He wouldn’t usually let the slide. But today, that seemed to be the case.

“Would you like something to eat?” I asked.

His eyes came back to me slowly and there was a blank expression on his face.

“There will be no need for that.”

I was confused by that. He wasn’t hungry? I doubted that. Damon always came home hungry. His job had Alpha always had him out all day. And when he came home, he was always grumpy and hungry. That was why I barely held conversations with him. One wrong move, and you would end up in the dungeon.

Before I could speak, a figure stepped out of the kitchen. She was a woman and had blonde hair with deep blue eyes. In her hand was a wooden spatula, and she came with a wave of aroma. It smelled like chicken casserole. What was she doing here?

I had seen her before, but barely. And every time I saw her, she was with Damon.

“Dinner will be ready in three minutes,” she announced.

Our eyes met and she glared at me before sliding back into the kitchen.

“Sir, I…”

Damon waved me to stop.

“I know. I felt it too,” he said.

My heart squeezed in my chest. He had realized that we were mates? This made my work easier.

“But I can never take someone like you as my mate, Anna,” he said, his voice as cold as steel.

My heart shattered into pieces when I heard that. Did I just get rejected?

“You are no longer needed here,” he said. “You are now free to leave.”

I felt my head spinning. The walls around me were closing in. I was finding it difficult to digest what I just heard. But a few moments later, the truth sunk in and I could feel it ruin my soul. I just got rejected by my mate.