Page 17 of Caged Between the Beta & Alpha
“Care to explain?” I asked.
He stood up. After taking a doughnut out of the packet, he walked over to me and held it out. I took it, not wanting to be a diva, but it did not mean he was forgiven.
“We both want you, but clearly, Liam doesn’t want to share… what’re your thoughts on this?”
Three years too late, Damon. Three fucking years too late.
“I don’t want either of you anymore,” I said quietly.
“Don’t say that. Liam’s stubbornness-”
“Tell me something, Damon, who is Robyn to you?” I asked suddenly.
He seemed to have been struck. His face drained of colour, and he looked shocked. It was clear he wasn’t expecting that, and I felt a stabbing pain in my chest, as if something was squeezing my heart painfully. He looked away, and I saw the guilt in his eyes. I got my answer and as much as I wanted to say it didn’t hurt, it did.
“She’s…”
The urge to smile and tell him he didn’t need to explain almost overtook me, but, no, I needed to know, and I didn’t need to make things easier for either. They were big boys.
He ran a hand through his gorgeous curls and exhaled. My chest constricted painfully. I knew whatever it was, I was not going to like it.
“I didn’t think you’d come back like this or…”
“You don’t need to justify anything, Damon, just answer the question,” I said, biting into the doughnut, trying my best to act normal, trying to prepare myself for his words as I tossed a few items of clothing into the washing hamper.
“We have been kinda dating for the last year or so.”
My heart thudded. The whimper of my wolf in the back of my mind stung as sudden pain and betrayal overwhelmed me.
“I’m sorry, Raven… I just… I don’t know how it happened, we just had a connection…”
Don’t, Raven... he was never yours... fuck, he was never yours.
“I am sorry,” his whispered apology came, but I couldn’t comprehend anything anymore.
This pain… I thought I could handle it, but… fuck, it hurt so much.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Party at Night
Damon
Isaid it. The reason behind the guilt that had been fucking consuming me since she returned... I needed to tell her anyway.
Her porcelain doll-like face stayed in its perfect mask, yet I could feel her pain, hear her racing heart, and see the way her fingers trembled ever so slightly on that doughnut. Her eyes, which were so fucking unique and perfect, looked at me, but there was no hatred there.
Dammit, I fucking hurt her… I’m fucking sorry, Raven.
“Raven?” I whispered closing the gap between us, but she suddenly snapped out of it, despite her erratic heartbeat.
“Thanks for telling me. Do you have anything else to say?” she asked with a blank face. I frowned, slightly concerned. Shit, I didn’t know what to say… fuck it.
I stepped closer, pulling her tightly into my arms. I didn’t care if the doughnut went everywhere; I just needed to tell her I was fucking sorry. Her fresh floral scent and the beating of her heart soothed me. That emptiness I felt inside seemed to lift, and I inhaled her scent for a split second before she pulled away roughly.
“Don’t touch me without my permission,” she growled. “Now get out.”
I fucking felt like shit, but it was a little late for that. If anything, I needed to fix things with her, with Liam…
