I bit my tongue. Part of wanted to argue, to yell that I wasn’t a symbol or a tool. But another part knew he wasn’t saying this to hurt . He was saying it because this world was brutal, and affection often ant weakness.
"You care about . Don’t you?" I asked, voice softer now. My fingers dug into my thigh as I awaited his response, bracing myself for the worst. I just wanted to know if he cared about or if all of these were just in my head. My heart pounded in anticipation.
His expression didn’t change, but sothing flickered in his eyes. "I don’t waste ti on things I don’t value."
My heart stopped beating for a mont before it began to beat again. That was the closest thing to the affection I’d ever get from him... and sohow, it ant more than any sweet words could have.
’Am I delusional?’
The tension in the room began to ease. Damon remained by the fire, watching the crackling of the burning flas.
"If you ever decide to be Damon... not the Alpha, not the master... let know. I’d like to et him." I muttered, my eyes fixated on him.
’Why not give us a chance... this might be the reason why I transmigrated here... It is not just fate. Could it be so I may find love?’
His gaze t mine, but he said nothing.
The silence felt heavier than any words could’ve been. I waited, hopeful and foolish all at once, like soone dangling over a cliff and still believing they might fly.
But Damon only turned his head away, the shadows swallowing half his face. "You don’t want to et him," he said after a long pause.
’Was it wrong of to want to know him better? I feel like this is just a wall he had built around himself. I needed to if he felt the sa about so I’ll know what my next decision will be. I don’t want to beg to be loved... I want to know if he sees as soone who deserves his love... though I know I deserve it... It is he who should worry about that. After all, he is a psychopath.
I stood, my knees a little stiff both from sitting too long and anticipation. "Then maybe you’re more like than you think."
I believed I just needed to break through his walls... to reach his real self. Part of whispered to that I was pushing this on him. But was I? I have been feeling wild emotions about him lately... was it wrong for to check out the water?
My words got his attention. He turned slowly, his eyes narrowing as if trying to read between my words.
"I didn’t ask to be dragged into this world," I continued, my voice low. "But I was. I didn’t ask to be your... pet, or to get mixed up in your war, or to feel anything for you. But here we are."
He still didn’t move, but the air around him beca tense. I took a step closer, I knew I was reckless now.
"I try to survive each day. I pretend like I don’t care when I do. Just help to understand you... to know you better." My hands clenched at my sides. "I don’t trust either. But that doesn’t an I can’t try."
"You think this is about trust?" he asked, his voice sharp.
"I think everything is," I shot back. "You say you don’t feel anything, but the way you barged into rooms when I was near another man says otherwise. And the way you rip off people’s arms whenever they touch ... doesn’t that scream that you have feelings for ?"
He chuckled, his voice hoarse and rich. "I did those because you are my pet... a breeder I bought from the auction. What made you think I’ll co to love you?" His words were like a hot knife slicing through my chest.
"I thought you said you care about ?"
"As a pet."
I nodded my head, slowly unclenching my fist. I was the one who got the wrong signals. Maybe he wasn’t my knight in furs after all... I was just delusional.
I forced a smile on my face. "That is quite relieving... I was only pulling your legs." I laughed as if that was the best stunt I had ever pulled in my entire life.
Damon narrowed his eyes at as if he already knew I was lying. "Is that so?"
I nodded my head, masking my pain with a cheerful smile. "Yes of course. I know the only woman you have ever cared about is the owner of that locket. So of course you don’t have any space in your heart for anyone right now... especially for , a pet."
He remained quiet... but his eyes never left mine for a second. His hands clenched tightly behind him.
"Of course, I know you can’t have any feelings for . It won’t work, I’m a lowly pet who is nothing but an outcast and an oga. I wasn’t even liked by my parents... my mother gave to my father because she didn’t want ... and my father pretended like I never existed... No one actually loves ... so why would you?" My smile slowly cracked, vanishing from my lips, as the weight of what I just said hit .
’You are so stupid Ember... You are here feeling sad over a rejection and emotions that aren’t truly yours while Caroline and Ember are still in the dungeon. Who knows if they are still alive? Shouldn’t that be your priority right now? When did you beco a fan of love? And you want to fall in love and you choose that psychopath who can never reciprocate your feelings?’ my mind began.
’Do yourself a favour and nip that feeling in the bud. You don’t need him. You are an independent woman, he is nothing but a beast man....’
My thoughts trailed off as Damon pulled into his warmth of embrace. My heart skittered in my chest at the sudden proximity.
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