Breed Me, Daddy Alph Chapter 271

Chapter 271: Chapter 271

Lyra

I knew I had ssed up the second the words slipped out of my mouth. Or what. Do you have any idea how stupid that sounded, how reckless, how suicidal?

Because Damon stopped dead in his tracks the very mont I said it. His entire body stiffened beneath , every muscle locking tight, like a predator that had just scented weakness in its prey.

He turned his head just enough for

to catch the sharp outline of his jaw and the way his lips parted like he was on the verge of snapping.

"You really want to test , kitten?"

"You want to know what I will do if you keep running that filthy little mouth of yours?"

My wolf inside

scread at

to back down, to swallow my pride, but I could not. I was trembling, tears still streaking my cheeks, but I could not stop myself.

My heart was hamring against my ribs and my body felt like it was on fire, and the worst part is that I did not even know if it was from fear or need.

I hated myself for it, hated the way my skin lit up under his voice, hated the way I was wet just from the way he growled at .

I swear I had never hated a man the way I hated Damon in that mont, because he did not care that I was screaming at the top of my lungs, he did not care that I was pounding on his back like I was trying to knock him over, he did not care that I was kicking my legs so wildly my shoes nearly flew off.

He just kept walking, his arm ironclad around my thighs, his other hand steady, carrying

like I weighed nothing, like my tantrum ant absolutely nothing.

And the worst part was that the more he ignored , the louder I got, because I could not stop myself.

"Damon, I swear this is the most humiliating thing that has ever happened to

in my entire life! Do you even realize what you’re doing?

"Do you realize I am upside down right now, and my hair is all over the place, and I probably look insane? I an, who even carries their girlfriend like this, Damon? What are you trying to prove?

"That you’re strong? That you’re Alpha? Congratulations, we all already knew that, you don’t have to throw

over your shoulder like I’m so prize you won at a carnival! Put

down! Do you hear ? Put

down right now!"

And then it happened.

We heard a woman’s voice.

"Damon," she said, and the way she said it was enough for

to know. "Son, you are ho. But who is this you brought with you on your shoulders?"

I froze. I actually stopped breathing. I could not move, could not even blink, because oh my Goddess, that was his mother.

His actual mother. I was dangling upside down like so captured criminal and his mother was standing there, watching, probably judging , probably hating

already. My face burned so hot I was sure steam was about to co out of my ears.

"Oh my God!" I shrieked, thrashing harder. "Damon, put

down right now, I am not eting your mother like this! This is insane! Do you even have a brain? Do you even understand how humiliating this is for ?

"She probably thinks I am so random girl you dragged off the street. Do you know what she is going to think? She is going to think I am so slut you picked up in a bar, or worse, that I begged you to carry

like this, which I did not!

"For the record, Mrs. Damon’s-Mother, I did not ask for this! He is insane, your son is insane, and I am so sorry you have to see

like this because I promise you I am not normally upside down when I et people!"

I tried to push up on his back so I could at least see her face, but Damon’s hand pressed down harder on my thighs, pinning . "Not now, Mum. We can discuss this tomorrow."

Tomorrow? Tomorrow? Was he joking?

"Tomorrow?!" I yelled, pounding his back so hard my palms stung. "Are you insane? Tell her now, Damon! Tell her who I am! Do not just walk past your mother like this while I am literally dangling upside down like a sack of potatoes!

"This is not normal! This is not okay! She deserves to know who I am, I deserve to be introduced properly, like a normal person, not like this! You are ruining my life, Damon, you are absolutely ruining my life!"

I could feel his grip tightening, his muscles hardening, and his voice dropped lower, more dangerous. "Kitten, not another word."

But I could not stop. I could not shut up. My wolf inside

was screaming at

to be silent, but I was too humiliated, too panicked, too caught up in the heat of the mont.

"Do not tell

not to speak! Do not silence

in front of your mother! Do you even hear yourself? I am a human being, Damon, I have a mouth, I have words, and I am going to use them because this is not fair!