“Get in the car” I growl at Amber.
“You, I will deal with tomorrow” I tell Callie and her face pales.
“Don’t talk to them like that” Lily says in anger, her words are slurred and she can barely stay upright.
“You have disobeyed me for the last time, Love” I growl into her ear. She tugged herself away from me.
“No, you can’t treat people like that. We did nothing wrong” She argues back.
“Callie knows exactly why this behaviour isn’t permitted at the moment and so does fucking Amber. Now get in the fucking car Lily” I yell at her.
“No” She screams before falling back on the lounge. I can feel that Darian is just as angry with her and Layla is blocking him out. Going to the lounge I rip her up, she fights against me but in her drunken stupor just ends up tripping over her own feet. Dragging her outside, I shove her into the passenger seat. Amber quietly sits in the back.
“Max, drive Aria's car to the pack house” I tell him before rummaging through Lily’s jean pocket and retrieving the keys and tossing them to him.
“You haven’t been drinking?” I ask.
“No, Alpha, I came home from patrol and they were like that” He tells me. I nod before pulling out of the driveway. I see Max following behind. On the drive back, both Amber and Lily pass out. Aria is waiting outside when we pull up and she doesn’t look happy. She rips the back door open and pulls Amber out, jostling her awake.
“Get in my car, I can’t believe you would disobey me” She snaps at Amber.
“I’m sorry Alpha, I think it is best we leave. Clearly I have made things worse by coming here,” She says.
“Wait till morning, Lily will want to say goodbye” I said looking toward the car where Lily was slumped in the passenger seat.
“No, we will be fine, David agrees. I will come back soon with the kids. Once you have everything sorted with Lily. I will ring her in the morning so can you please give her back her phone” I nod. David places their bags in their cars and Amber has passed out in the passenger seat of Aria’s car again. Aria shakes her head at her before walking over and opening the passenger door of mine and kissing Lily’s head.
“You are your own worst enemy Lily” She whispers brushing her hair from her face. Lily stirs but doesn’t wake. Everyone leaves. Leaving me alone with Lily. I pick her up and carry her inside before dumping her on the bed.
She squeals loudly before squinting at the lights and rolls over. I pull her clothes off when she wakes.
“Leave me alone” She says as I pull her jeans off. Blood seeping into the towel placed underneath her. Grabbing the first aid kit, I pull the dressing off before redressing it. Most of her wounds are healed, and the bruising has settled except for the gash on her leg and side.
Lily tries pushing me away wanting to sleep but I growl at her in warning.
“Don’t growl at me” She whines, throwing her arm over her face to block the light.
“I am going to do more than growl at you in a minute” I tell her, making her eyes snap open and go to mine.
Chapter 27
Lily POV
“I am going to do more than growl at you in a minute”
My eyes snap open going to his, and I can see the glint in his eye. He redresses my wound and I have become startling sober all of a sudden. Layla pushed beneath my skin and her anger burned into me. Making my hair stand on end.
“What does he mean?” I ask her and she growls in my head angrily.
“He is going to mark us, Darian is fuming and so is he” She spits out. My blood runs cold at her words and adrenaline pumps through my veins. Rolling onto my back, he sits back before pulling the towel out from under me. His demeanour is calmly cold as he dumps the towel on the bed and rolls up the gauze and soiled bandages in the towel before dumping it on the floor beside him.
His warm hands run up my thighs and I shiver from the tingles spreading up my legs from his touch, his hands moving up hips before he grips them. And I know she is right. His fingers dug painfully into my skin. When I see him move closer, his eyes turn to pitch black orbs, the eyes of his beast and he looks more like a predator about to devour its prey.
My reaction time was a little sluggish but effective as I brought my foot up kicking him in the face. His head snapping back as the force throws him off the bed. His hands clutching his face and he shakes his head before a menacing growl rumbles through his chest.
Rolling off the bed, I run for the door. Damien’s hand snaking out just as I grip the door handle, his hand wrapping around my ankle and I am ripped onto the floor, the impact knocking the air from lungs with an oomph as I grunt at the sudden impact.
Damien rips me toward him before pressing his weight onto me, and effectively trapping me before pushing between my legs and holding my wrists above my head, pressing them into the soft carpet. His tight grip cutting off the circulation in my hands as I struggle to get them free.