Semua Bab Alpha's regret: Omega's second chance: Bab 161 - Bab 170

Damien's POV"I want to sleep with you."Those words crashed into me like a tidal wave, and it echoed moments after it had been said.I withdrew my hands from her as if she burned me. Maybe she did, just not in the way fire burns."I want to feel you, Damien." She murmured, fanning herself. While me? I was beginning to drown."You don't know what you are saying. Sleep."I wanted to send her back to her room, but I was scared of leaving her alone. She stayed alone for about two hours, and she came to me this drunk. I didn't trust her not to do something that might harm her.She shook her head. "I know what I am saying. I want you to sleep with me."I was still trying to figure out if she meant literal sleeping or something else, when she moved towards me and did something crazy.She kissed my chest."Fuck, Amara!"I stepped back so fast, I nearly tripped over at the edge of the bed. My chest still tingled at the spot she had kissed, a phantom heat burning beneath my skin. She looked up

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

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

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 POV I could see the conflict in her eyes. It was as if she wanted me, but something was still holding back. I knew it was not easy for her, but I didn't want her to use me as a means to move on. I wanted her. And if course, I was going to claim her. But I needed her to want me too. Not because she needed to move on from her late mate or because she wanted to do it because she feels any kind of pressure from me. I wanted it to come from her heart. And I was willing to wait for her. A part of me wondered how it would had been between us if I had been man enough to actually tell her my feelings back then. If I had wooed and claimed her then, I wondered if things would be different when her mate eventually came. I felt like I had a second chance now, and that thought felt selfish as fuck. Because the choice came at the cost of Jared's death— Jared who was a good and loyal man. "Do you think your men hate me?" Amara asked after lunch, and I looked up at her, wondering whe