Damon’s pov.
I needed to rest. I was tired, hungry, and dizzy at the sa ti but right now as pain and tiredness protested through my body, I knew that I needed one thing and that was sleep.
I had fought for control and I guess that the last wolf blood and strength in had finally managed to suppress the sleeping pills or poison in my drink, whichever it was.
My head was full of lots of things to think about. I needed a hot shower and just rest and my body was failing from the pain.
The anger had not completely left and my body was still tense and my heart was still racing.
I had narrowly escaped death if that was what it was.
The Trixie. She had given a sly smile. Despite her actions, she spoke in such a casual and fearless manner.
And that made believe that whoever was behind her was as powerful as I was.
I had sent guards to find out if she was a mber of this pack and a good response had been positive.
Shit.
Despite this, she dared to play. With and look in the eye. Gritting my teeth I let out a slow breath. The guards outside her cell were waiting for my orders standing rigidly at attention.
"She doesn’t leave that room unless I say so," I commanded in a firm icy voice. "No guests. No food unless I give my permission. Put her in chains if she tries anything at all."
"Yes Alpha." they all said simultaneously. Through the iron bars, I shot Trixie one final disgusted look. She was watching while seated in the corner with her head cocked.
She still had that damn smirk on her lips. Before I did sothing I would later regret, I turned away. I felt fatigue strike like a wave as soon as I left the dungeon.
My limbs were slow and my body was heavy. My body was still trying to drag down with the damn drugs. Moving slowly but steadily I forced myself to continue walking until I reached my room.
The packhouse corridors were eerily silent. Even though the majority of the pack was already asleep I could still feel that soone was watching even though there was no one there..
Trixies betrayal had beco widely known. Everybody was waiting to see how I would respond. It didn’t matter to . No not tonight.
My body was yelling for sleep by the ti I got to my room. Before I could even kick off my shoes I passed out on the bed.
The cool sheets felt nice against my hot skin as the mattress dipped under my weight.
I breathed deeply as I closed my eyes. The world vanished and sothing else ca up.
Giggles. Calm gentle laughter.
She was there when I turned.
Zarah
She looked like she had been waiting for for a long ti and she was happy seeing . I smiled and walked to her
The smile that I had long yearned for. Fearing that she would disappear if I moved too quickly I stepped closer feeling my breath catch.
But she didn’t. This was freaking real.
"Damon." muttered her tone lodically.
"You’ve returned ho," I said.
"Ho. Yes, my love."
Unable to speak, I swallowed deeply. Then I heard it. A little bit of laughter. He was there when I turned my head.
Our little boy. He was standing next to Zarah, his blue eyes wide with interest, his tiny hands clutching the hem of her dress.
Although he resembled her exactly he also had a hint of
I felt my chest tightened.
Zarah brushed back his dark curls and knelt down.
"look at your father."
She whispered. My chest hurt as I stared at him.
He took a tentative little step. Then another. Then he started to run, straight into my arms.
My entire being broke the instant I lifted him. The loneliness, the pain, the rage, and the walls are all gone.
I encircled his petite fra with my arms feeling his warmth and inhaling his scent.
I had missed them. A lot. But now they were here with .
Zarah moved in closer and touched my face. Her fingers felt soft and warm.
"You found us," she muttered.
Leaned into her touch and closed my eyes. "I promise not to lose you ever again."
She kissed tenderly while grinning. It was all of the things I had ached for all of my dreams.
Here we were. We were complete
Then, a shadow. A gust of cold air. Zarah stopped smiling. The giggling ceased.
Sothing dark, sothing wrong happening and my heart sank
I turned—. And she was gone.
Our son was gone too. As darkness engulfed the garden, I found myself standing in a blank space.
"Zarah!" I yelled, my voice echoing. Nothing. No response. Empty.
Just nothing.
The pain was sudden intense and gut-wrenching.
Then—.
The sound of a whisper, low,.evil.
My stomach hurt and a blinding pain ca into my head
I gasped and jerked awake.
I was sweating profusely and my heart was thumping hard in my chest. Even though the room was dark sothing felt off with the room.
I sat up and tried to slow my breathing while frantically raking my hand through my hair.
The dream had seed too real.
Zarah’s touch was still there. Our son’s laughter can still be heard. I ache for their presence even now.
I gritted my teeth and suppressed my feelings.
It wasn’t rely a dream. It was a warning. They had been taken away from .
They were being kept sowhere dark, sothing bad must have happened to them. And I would find who it was.
Because regardless of what it took or
who got in my way. I was going to take them ho with .
I went back to sleep instantly after I had thought about the dream.
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