Damon left Aila and started heading towards the basent. He used these spare minutes to get his thoughts in order before he had to deal with the prick downstairs. He had no words to describe the night before.
It went from him officially introducing Aila to the pack as his mate after showing how much of a fighter she was during training to chasing after her, nearly mating, to searching for a vampire. A vampire that ended up taking out 13 of his pack mbers because he had a crush on Aila or wanted sothing in return. He had no doubt about it.
Damon didn't know what to think, whether that made Gabriel an ally or an enemy. An ally to Aila but an enemy to him. Aila was his and no one else's. Nobody dared to touch her now, not that they did before, except for Finn and Ajax, which initially made his blood boil.
Yet, he felt the mate bond growing stronger, and he could feel Aila's feelings growing more for him. This seed to calm Darius and his ugly jealous side that he never had until he saw Aila again. Of course, as children, they only felt friendship towards each other; in all honesty, he initially found her annoying. But after she received Malia, sothing changed, and he wanted to hang out with her. Although he discovered their parents observing them from ti to ti, as though they were waiting for sothing.
When he grew up, his mum told him how they planned to set him and Aila up. If things didn't go the way they did or if Aila wasn't his mate, then they were going to be put into an arranged marriage to officially set up a union between the royal families.
Damon shook his head at how things turned out. He opened the door to the basent and felt a smile tug at his lips; at least a few good things ca out from the night. Aila rembered him. She didn't rember everything, which he was pleased about. The night her parents were murdered was not sothing Damon wanted her to rember; he didn't want her to be haunted by it. At least, though, she rembered their friendship. He could feel from the bond that she whole-heartedly trusted him now.
As he descended the stairs, he found Beta Kane already leaning against the counter, arms crossed, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt with rubber gloves on his hands while looking at Darren threateningly. Kane turned his head and smiled, approaching Damon as though they were eting in a bar. He slapped Damon on the back, "Took your damn ti. I've had to stare at his ugly face for the last 5 minutes."
Damon chuckled, but his eyes hardened as he looked down at Darren sitting on the ground leaning against the wall, his hands hung by his sides from the silver shackles tied pinned to the wall.
"Well, there are much nicer things to look at in here.."
"I didn't fancy looking at the dirt on my shoes. Not sure what's worse. It's still ugly.." Kane continued with his insult.
"Ha. Ha. I get the point. I went too far last night. Look, I'm sorry, Damon. Can you let
out? I'm sorry, alright?" Darren spoke through clenched teeth. Damon tsked at his words, and Kane smacked the bars repeatedly with a silver crowbar.
The sound rang in Damon's ears, and he grimaced.
"That's Alpha Damon. Or did you lose so brain cells after last night?" Kane growled, his eyes burning as he looked at the Delta in disdain.
Stepping forwards, Damon narrowed his eyes with a sardonic smile; he said, "Now, why would I let you out?"
Darren's eyes widened before panic settled on his features, "Wait. Wait, Alpha, please. You cannot be serious? I'm not staying in here?! I am not your prisoner! You cannot keep
in here!"
"Oh.." Damon drawled; a flicker of amusent lit his eyes. He was enjoying the Delta squirming like the worm he was, "Are YOU telling
how to run things around here?"
Darren leaned forwards, grimacing as the shackles cut into his skin more, "No, no, of course not. Please," he bared his neck, "I did not an to challenge you… But Alpha, you have nothing on
to keep
in here. I was rely speaking on behalf of the people."
Damon tilted his head slightly as he let Darren's words sink in, "On behalf of the people.. you say. Give
their nas so we can speak freely about their worries."
He watched as Darren's eyes flickered, as though he was deep in thought. This made Damon's temper begin to surface.
"Even now, he disrespects us. If he truly followed us, he would tell the nas of these people. Let
take over, and you can bla it on
for his 'accidental' death," Darius growled, echoing through Damon's mind.
"Let's see how this plays out first."
Darius settled back down, waiting eagerly for the 'go ahead'. Damon approached the bars and crossed his arms, ready to order the Beta to give him wolfsbane, when the basent door swung open.
"Is anyone else ant to be here?" Kane mind-linked Damon.
"Yes, and he's late," Damon snapped back. His temper already beginning to show.
Without turning his head to the newcor, he said slowly, "You are late. This is not a promising start for you.."
"I'm sorry, Alpha. Aila-"
"Enough, just watch
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