“So is that why he is covered in scars from a belt?” I ask and instantly regret it.
“No, something far worse and the worst was watching it. After that day the pack changed, everyone could feel the power shifting and you could truly see the monster he was, I saw so many men break that day at what they did and even though Damien had forgiven them, and they had no choice. I know they will never forgive themselves, I also think that was when Damien first felt his wolf, things changed after that, Damien changed and he grew angry” She said.
Looking down in her arms, I notice Tilly had fallen asleep in her mother’s arms. Trey came over and gently picked her up. “I will go change her and put her to bed” He says kissing Tabitha on the head.
“And I should go,” Tatum said, hopping off the armchair.
“You're not staying for dinner?” She asked, looking up at him.
“Depends, what are you and Trey making?” He asks.
“Taco’s,” says Trey, walking out and smiling at Tatum and I see Tabitha blush, making me wonder if there is more between the three of them then what meets the eye, as I not only see Trey looking at Tabitha with Lust filled eyes. I chuckle, making them look at me.
“What?” Tatum asks, sitting back down obviously deciding to stay.
“Nothing, just think it is interesting, that you three all have the same look in your eyes as you look at each other”
“And what look is that?” Trey asks, a smirk on his face.
“Are all of you sleeping together, I don’t care so no need to hide it” I ask, and I watch Tabitha’s face turn beet red and both Tatum and Trey smile at each other.
“That obvious?” Tatum says.
“I didn’t think you were bisexual, so honestly I am a little shocked” I tell them honestly.
“Well, I am going to make dinner” Tabitha dismisses herself, embarrassed as she walks out.
“Well, I am glad that is out because now I can stay without raising eyebrows” Tatum announces, then I realise the mark on his neck. I tilt my head to the side to get a better look.
“They both marked you?” Tatum nods his head before my eyes dart to Trey’s “and you them?”
“I haven’t marked Tabitha yet, but soon. She was a little busy planning a jailbreak” I nod in understanding. It wasn’t too strange that wolves gave up waiting for their mates. Some never find theirs because their mate dies, it also wasn’t too strange in today’s day and age that they were more open to having more than one mate.
I was more shocked that I hadn’t noticed earlier,
“Doesn’t help that we have been drugged off our faces for the last few days,” Says Layla and I realise she has been watching this entire time and feels calm and relaxed.
After dinner I notice I have more movement, and can walk without help. My muscles were sore, but I didn’t need any help to shower or walk up the stairs, and I was feeling more like myself as the hours ticked by. When everyone went to bed, though. I couldn’t sleep, instead walking over to the park and sitting on the swings.
Tonight was a full moon, and I felt invigorated sitting under the stars and moon, feeling the moonlight on my skin. The breeze softly caressed my skin.
I was on the swings for about ten minutes when I heard a noise. Looking up, I see Damien walking out of the pack house. He only had a pair of boxer shorts on, his beautifully sculpted body glistening under the moon. Seeing him walking down the long driveway, I go to get up and run for Tabitha's when he speaks, his voice catching in the breeze washing over me, and I can’t help the longing I feel as I see him get nearer.
“Please don’t leave” He says and I stop but remain wary as he approaches. He holds his hands up.
“I have nothing I promise and I have no pockets” He says pulling on his boxer shorts. I let out a breath and sat back on the swing. Damien sits on the swing next to mine. Neither of us say anything. Just sit in silence. When I can’t handle the quiet anymore, I look to Damien.
“Where is my father?” I ask, knowing his funeral would have already been.
“Aria had his body transported back, and he was laid to rest alongside your mother” He says. I hold back my tears and swallow the lump in my throat, nodding my head.
“I’m sorry” Damien says before reaching his hand out to me. I look at it but turn my face away and he drops his hand.
“I know what I did was wrong, I know that now, please come home” He says and I can hear the desperation in his voice.
“Of all the things you did, do you know what hurt the most?” Damien looks at me and shakes his head.
“You called me unhinged, I hate that word. I have heard it from so many people and yet coming from you, the one person I didn’t think I would hear say it. Hurt the most” I feel his guilt seep into me.