Semua Bab The Alpha's Vengeance: Bab 31 - Bab 40

DAMONThe heavy doors of the throne room creaked open, echoing through the vast, silent hall.I sat high upon my dark stone throne. The flames of the torches lining the walls flickered violently, as if they too could sense the fury rolling off me in waves.My fingers gripped the ends of the throne’s armrests, my knuckles were white, my jaw locked in restrained rage.Two guards dragged the prisoner in by his arms, the man’s body limp and battered. Blood smeared the collar of his torn shirt, and his face swollen with bruises.My nostrils flared as I laid eyes on him; the bastard who had aimed for my heart but struck Aurora instead.My unborn pup; the thought made my rage boil hotter. I was ready to rip this man apart with my bare hands.As the guards shoved the man to his knees, he groaned but didn’t resist. His head hung low, his graying hair stringy and matted with blood.I leaned forward, instincts humming in my ears. Something was off. The man was older, a bit weaker but strangely

AURORAI stepped quietly into the room, the soft hiss of the shower echoing from behind the bathroom door. Damon was inside.For a moment, I considered joining him; to hold him, to feel his warmth but guilt weighed too heavily on me.I sat at the edge of the bed, my heart pounding in my chest, every second dragging like a lifeline.The door finally opened, steam billowed out, and Damon came out, wrapped in a robe. His damp hair falling loosely over his forehead, droplets of water sliding slowly down his bare chest.I swallowed hard, my throat tightening. I felt a flutter of heat stir low in between my legs. But it quickly drowned by the ache in my heart.Damon didn’t glance at my way. He walked into the closet, silent, distant; like I wasn’t even there.“D-Damon…” I said softly, rising to my feet. I walked over and slowly wrapped my arms around him from behind, resting my cheek against his back. His body tensed instantly.“I’m sorry…” I whispered, my voice barely audible.But his b

AURORAI woke up feeling groggy, my head heavy from the endless tears of the night before. My eyes stung. I blinked at the soft light filtering through the curtains.I turned toward the other side of the bed; still empty. Damon was not yet back. I sighed and stood up from the bed.My stomach growled. The pup growing inside me didn’t understand heartbreak. It demanded to be fed.As I entered the bathroom, I padded into the shower. As warm water cascaded over my skin. I tried to push away what I saw in the harem from my thoughts.I clenched my jaw. No, I wouldn’t cry again. I wouldn’t give Damon the satisfaction of seeing me break.Suddenly, the soft creak of the bathroom door. My breath caught, I knew it was him. My heart beat quickened as the air shifted. I stood still beneath the water, my back turned. His warm arms wrapped around my waist, drawing my naked body against his. His scent wrapped around me like a storm.He kissed me on my neck; right on his bite mark. I stiffened, my l

AURORAI entered the room, my body trembling as tears streamed down my face. My chest heaved with silent sobs as I tried to make sense of it all.Damon got someone else pregnant,The words echoed in my mind like a cruel taunt. I didn’t know whether to scream, cry harder, or collapse under the weight of my heartache.But what broke me even more was the guilt creeping in. Was this my fault? Maybe if I hadn’t hurt him; the night at the harem might never have happened.I sat at the edge of the bed, my hands covering my face as tears flowed freely, soaking my palms.“Aurora.” Damons’ voice cut in through my thoughts, soft but raw. I hadn’t heard him come in.I looked up slowly, and Damon stood broken in front of me. Pain carved lines into his face, and his eyes shimmered with guilt.He walked to me, sitting beside me on the bed. He reached for my hands, gently wrapping his around mine.I didn’t pull away, not this time. Something in his touch told me he needed me just as much as I needed

AURORADays have passed since I lost me and Damon’s pup. Each day bled into the next, consumed by sorrow and silence.My eyes were red from too many tears, my voice hoarse from crying into the pillows, and my body fragile from barely eating.I had lost weight, lost color, and at times, I feared I had lost myself. Through it all, Damon had been by my side; steady and present.He said little, but his actions spoke volumes. He held me when the sobs overtook me. Yet I could feel it in the way he looked at me. He carried the weight too; grief, guilt, and anger.He buried himself in work now, staying in the study for hours at a time. I knew it was not distance but pain. I wish I could comfort him but how could I? I couldn’t help myself either.Today, I felt just a bit lighter. The air didn’t seem so suffocating. I needed to get out. To breathe, to something aside from grief.I dressed simply and stepped out of the room for the first time in days, heading toward the sunflower garden. The on