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“Sure, I’ll leave, but I am sorry, Raven,” I said softly, reaching for her face only for her to move away frommy touch.

“Out,” she said icily.

I looked into her gorgeous face; her pouty lips with that Cupid’s bow… her slender frame with those small round breasts of hers and curved hips. She was fucking perfect…

I turned away, wishing things could have been different. There was one more visit I needed to make tonight, and I wanted to get it over with. I left her room, shutting the door behind me, walking down the stairs to see Raven’s dad just step inside.

“Oh, hey, Mr Jacobs,” I said, giving the man a smile. He gave me a small smile.

“Damon, it’s nice to see you here. Catching up?”

“Yeah,” I replied with a small smile. He nodded in approval.

“What’s that?” he asked, looking at the jam on my T-shirt. I smirked.

“Raven being Raven,” I said. He shook his head, chuckling.

“She never changes.”

“It’s what’s great about her,” I said, giving her mom a small wave. I glanced back up the stairs, but she hadn’t followed. Well, could I blame her? I had fucking hurt her…

I left the Jacobs home and headed towards the packhouse where Robyn lived. I did need to tell her about Raven, and I knew even this was going to fucking hurt.

I entered. It was pretty silent. I could hear a few of the teens in the game room, and I first went to the laundry room to grab a random clean shirt. I didn’t really care who the hell it belonged to. I then made my way upstairs to her room, knocking lightly on the door.

“Who is it?”

“The big bad wolf,” I replied.

Her soft laughter followed before the door was pulled open and she pulled me inside, kissing my lips softly. Instead of pulling her into my arms and kissing her back, I moved back, casting her a small smirk. I shut the door, not missing how she was observing me.

She was gorgeous, with warm brown skin, dark brown eyes, and her black hair, which was currently open. She was so different from Raven, yet still beautiful. She wore a crop top and tiny shorts that left her thick thighs and sexy booty on display.

“Okay, I know that face. What’s up?” she asked, concerned, before she tugged me to the bed.

I looked at her calculatingly.How the fuck do I do this?I needed to end it. For a moment, I remembered how I felt when Kiara ended it with me. Although we had just been sex partners, it had fucking hurt…

“I, uh…” I ran my hand through my hair as she sat next to me, crossing her legs and placing a hand on my arm, concern clear in her face.

“Damon, you’re scaring me, babe.” I stared ahead, my hands folded in front of my mouth.

“You know Raven?” I began glancing at her. She frowned, a pout on her plump, lush lips.

“Yeah?”

“Well, it’s just that... we need to end this,” I muttered.

She looked confused for a moment before her heart thudded in her chest, and I knew she understood what I had just said. I stared into those chocolate eyes of hers, seeing the hurt in them.

“I… I never knew you and Raven were ever… something… I know you talked about her, but I thought you were just friends…” she whispered, staring at her hands and examining her painted nails. I reached over and took her hand.

“She’s my mate,” I said quietly. Robyn’s eyes closed, and I heard her suck her breath in.

Shit. Thanks to my selfish reasons, I had hurt two women…

She slowly pulled out of my hold, moving away from me on the bed. Her chest was rising and falling heavily, but despite that, she was trying to hold herself together.

“Shit, Damon… she’s your mate? How long have you two known?”