Something Might Be Wrong
-Lyra-
After breakfast the whole table slowly cleared out, but I was still buzzing like I had downed ten cups of coffee and swallowed all my dignity with them.
Damon didn’t say much after his sharp “no” to his mother, didn’t even look at Daren again, shoulders tense, jaw tight, his whole presence screaming don’t push me right now energy.
By the time I caught up to him in the front hallway, he was already dressed like the Alpha that he was
Dark clothes Boots laced tight. Jacket pulled over those broad shoulders. He looked ready for war, ready to tear apart every inch of this land until he got the answers he wanted about the pack house, about the fire,
about everything.
His guards were waiting outside, big and silent and armed, the kind of men who looked like they ate violence
for breakfast.
1 leaned against the doorframe watching him strap a blade to his thigh like this was just a normal Tuesday
for him
My brain was still trying to keep up because on one hand I had literally moaned for this man like a sinner last night, and on the other hand he was now preparing to go interrogate elders about arson and pack history like this was some mafia werewolf hybrid life I had just accidentally stumbled into.
“Can I come with you?” I blurted before I even thought about it.
He didn’t even look up.
“Please,” I added quickly, darting forward so he couldn’t ignore me, “pretty, pretty please, babe. I’ll be quiet. I’ll just watch I won’t cause any trouble. I can be useful! I have eyes. And ears. And a brain sometimes. You
need those, right?”
That finally got him to glance at me, and the look he gave me made my stomach do a whole Olympic–level
gymnastics routine
“No, kitten” Damon said calmly, clipping his holster into place like he wasn’t currently murdering all my hopes and dreams. “You can’t, okay? You have to stay here”
I opened my mouth to argue, but he stepped closer one big band sliding to the back of my neck, his eyes locking on mine with that mur of warning and tenderness that always made my knees wobble
“I don’t want you stressed he said puttly waice dropping low enough that only I could hear it. “And the babies, kitten I can see your intle pumb count out slowly. You need to rest”
“Ahhh, babies?” I cried dramatically, throwing my hands up so bight nearly smacked a lamp off the table.” Who put them there? Because lest time I checked I was not with any babies! I remember you. I remember your mouth remember a lot of very reckless decisions and some very illegal levels of pleasure last night, but babies? I do not remember signing a contract for babies!
I pressed the back of my hand to my forehead like some tragic soap opera heroine while Damon just stood
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there, arms crossed, eyes narrowed like he knew exactly what I was doing but was too amused to stop me.
“This is how it starts,” I went on, pacing in circles now because I was fully committed to the bit. “First, you wake up to a family breakfast straight out of hell.
“Then your mate casually announces babies like he is asking if you want sugar in your tea. Then the next thing you know, you are barefoot, pregnant, and hormonal while the entire pack is still traumatized from the
noises you made last night. This is insane. My life is insane. I am insane.”
Damon leaned back against the wall, watching me spiral like he was at the theater with popcorn in hand. And
then, to make it worse, he laughed.
He actually laughed.
The terrifying, broody Alpha whose face looked like it had been carved from stone most days actually
laughed at me.
“Very funny, kitten,” he said, shaking his head slowly while that rare, warm sound rumbled out of his chest.”
You are so dramatic my little kitten”
I froze mid–performance, glaring at him because, excuse me, I was out here delivering award–worthy levels of
emotion and he was laughing at me like this was some kind of comedy.
He stepped closer then, one large hand sliding to cup the side of my face, his thumb brushing my cheek as
he looked me dead in the eyes.
“But I’m serious,” he said softly. “Stay here and rest, kitten. I do not want you stressing. Not you, not the
babies. I need you safe while I handle this.”
I blinked up at him because he was being so calm, so steady, so infuriatingly reasonable while I was melting
down like a lunatic on purpose.
“And call your mother,” he added, pressing a kiss to my forehead before pulling back. “It has been a while
since you spoke to her.”
I groaned loudly like he had just told me to clean the entire house with a toothbrush because that was the
last thing I wanted to do right now, but Damon only smirked like he knew I had no choice.
His hands cupped my cheek when his voice softened in a way that sent shivers all the way through me.
“I love you, kitten,” he said, his eyes holding mine like he was making sure I felt every single word. “I love you with all of my icy heart.”
But then my wolf spoke, and it was like everything inside me flipped upside down in an instant.
Tell him not to go.
The voice slammed into me so fast and so sharply that I actually froze.
What? I asked her silently, my grip tightening on Damon’s jacket like I could physically anchor him here if I just held on hard enough.
Do not let him leave, my wolf growled, her voice filled with a strange kind of tension I had never felt from her before. Something is wrong. Something bad is coming. Do not let him walk out that door.
My entire body went cold because my wolf never sounded like this. Not once. She was reckless and wild and usually laughed in the face of danger like she had a death wish, so for her to suddenly sound sharp and
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restless made my heart start pounding so hard I felt it in my throat.
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“Damon,” I said quickly, my voice too high and too fast, all of it spilling out before I could stop myself. “Please
don’t go.”
He paused immediately, his dark eyes dropping down to meet mine, his brows drawing together just slightly as he studied my face.
I®
His hand was still warm against my cheek, steady and grounding, while I was practically vibrating with this
awful feeling twisting through me.
“Kitten-” he started, his voice low and careful like he was about to tell me everything would be fine, but I shook my head so quickly my hair fell into my face and my hands clutched the front of his jacket like I could keep him here if I just held on tight enough.
“No, Damon, I’m serious,” I said, my words coming out fast and shaky because my chest felt too tight and my wolf was pacing like she was about to tear through my skin.
“Please don’t go. I don’t like this feeling. My wolf doesn’t like this feeling. Something is wrong. I can feel it in my stomach. I can feel it in my chest. Just stay here, please. If you walk out that door something bad is going to happen, I can feel it.”
Damon finally sighed, the sound coming from deep in his chest, heavy enough that I felt it in my bones.
His hand stayed on my cheek, warm and steady, his thumb brushing my skin as though he could soothe me into silence even when my entire body was screaming for him to stay.
His eyes held mine the way they always did when he wanted me to listen, dark and certain, as if the whole world would bow before his words if he told it to.
“Kitten,” he said slowly, his voice calm in a way that made my stomach twist because I already knew he was going to leave no matter what I said. “You know who your Alpha is, right? You know no one can hurt me.”
I wanted to shake him. I wanted to scream that my wolf was still pacing inside me, that my heart was beating so hard it hurt, that there was something wrong and he was acting like this was just another normal day when it clearly wasn’t.
“It’s just your pregnancy hormones,” he continued, his voice softening as his eyes warmed in a way that made my throat close up.
“Please don’t cry, okay? I will be back before you even have time to miss me. I just want this to be over so we can leave this place behind for good.
“We will go home, and you will not have to think about any of this again. It will be just us, our lives together, and nothing else getting in the way.”
The way he said it made it sound so simple, like he could just demand the world to behave and it would fall in line because he was Damon, because he was Alpha, because he carried himself like nothing and no one had the power to touch him.
And maybe that was why my chest hurt so much. Because Lwanted to believe him so badly. I wanted to believe that he could go out there, face whatever danger was waiting, and walk back to me like nothing
happened.
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just panicking because she had no idea how to handle the mess of fear and love tangled up inside me.
But my hands still clung to his jacket like I could keep him here if I just held on tightly enough. My thoughts. were spinning out of control, every possible thing that could go wrong screaming through my head all at once, and I hated that he was standing here looking so calm while my entire body felt like it was unraveling.
Damon leaned down, pressed a long kiss to my forehead, and for a moment I actually thought he might
change his mind.
His hand stayed at the back of my neck like he didn’t want to let go either, his breath warm against my hair as he spoke softly, calmly, as though the storm in my chest didn’t even exist.
“I’ll be back soon,” he promised, his voice low and steady, like nothing in the world could make him break that
promise.
And then he was gone.
I stood in the doorway watching him walk away with his guards. My hands were still trembling from clutching his jacket so tightly, and my wolf was still pacing, still growling in the back of my mind, furious that he had
left when every instinct in both of us screamed that something was wrong.
Then heard it. A gunshot. And then everything hit me all at once.
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My wolf snapped to attention inside me so violently I felt my knees go weak. Every hair on my body stood on
end.
My chest clamped down tight like someone had reached inside and grabbed my heart with both fists. It was
him. I knew it was him.
“Damon!” I screamed.
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