Chapter 6

Evelyn’s POV

I never thought Dylan was his son, he was too old to be Damon’s son. But I still couldn’t explain why I felt so relieved hearing all these.

I mocked myself for having such thoughts when I was clearly saying I wasn’t interested in him.

Dylan laughed like I'd said the funniest joke in the world, and I could see the bright colour of his green eyes, but then they changed into something darker and dangerous, and just like that, his whole aura changed totally into complete coldness.

“Let me tell you this, I don’t care about you or whatever you choose to do with your life, but if you put my Alpha in any kind of danger, I will kill you with my own hands.” His tone was icy cold, and I felt my whole bones freeze from just the coldness emanating from him.

It was as though he had the same aura Alpha Damon had, that dangerous aura that could make one tremble from fear of the unknown. This time around, I took a step back subconsciously as panic coursed through me.

I still couldn’t keep up with his change of mood and aura. Barely a minute ago, he was laughing, and now he was threatening me as though he had been long time enemies.

I swallowed, hating myself for getting entangled with these people somehow. “I am not afraid of you or your alpha, and I have no business of any sort with you people. So, stay the hell away from me.” I managed to say through gritted teeth.

He raised a brow, and a small part of his lip curved up into a threatening smirk. He opened his mouth as though he wanted to say something else, but he shut it.

He turned to leave, but then he paused and breathed. “We will have to see about that.” With that, he turned and disappeared into the woods, leaving me with the void of his departure.

My heart continued to beat fast as soon as he disappeared, and I headed back to the Pack hall.

This time around, a few other Omegas had arrived, and they were already cleaning up the Pack Hall. I sighed and went to join them, but my mind was already clustered with the thoughts of everything Dylan had said earlier. I was scared for some unknown reasons, coupled with the rumours I heard about his reputation. I just knew he wasn’t kidding. But how could I ever hurt someone like him?

“Eve, I was looking everywhere for you. Are you alright?” Someone suddenly called behind me. I turned to see Lucien’s tall figure approaching with speed. Before I could even react, he pulled me into a tight hug.

“Goddess are you alright? Lily told me what happened, did they hurt you?” He asked in one go, as his hold on me tightened, as though he was afraid, I will suddenly disappear if he let go.

I pushed against him softly, trying to free myself. “I can’t breathe Lucien, and my hands are dirty.” I finally said, and then he gently let me go.

But his hands curved up to hold my shoulders, while his concern filled eyes searched my whole body for wounds or marks.

He then saw the cut on my hand that I had gotten while grabbing tightly to that window frame last night. His jaw clenched and his eyes flashed  dangerously.

“Did Edina do this?” He asked, his tone turning murderous.

I quickly retreated my hand from his, and hid it behind me. “I am fine Lucien.” I told him.

But he took my hand again, his eyes scanning the small cut with an anger filled look. “We should get this cleaned up.” He said and began to drag me out despite my protests.

Suddenly he stopped when a tall broad figure blocked our path. My eyes widened when I saw who it was. But he didn’t look at me. His eyes moved from our joined hands, and over to Lucien’s face, and his face turned murderous.

“Let her go.”

Damon’s POV

I had felt the fear she emanating from her even from the distance of my room. It was a strange feeling, but I rushed to the location. I mind linked Dylan, but he assured me he was with her and that she was alright.

But that only made me more confused, why then was she that scared, that I felt it through our bond. I couldn’t help but wonder if she could feel the bond just like I did; but it most likely was not the case.

When I got to the clearing where I felt she was, the image before my eyes made my feet drat to a stop. My eyes darkened as I watched another man hug my mate.

It felt as though thousand daggers were being plugged into my heart, and my hands balled into fists. She seemed oddly comfortable with whoever that guy was, and for the first time in my many years of living, my heart clenched from the need to tear those two apart.

I took a deep breath to calm myself down. After she ran off the night before, I still couldn’t get rid of the thoughts her, that somehow seemed to crowd my every reasoning.

After I found out she was my mate, my wolf became very restless, and every second I spent without her was a torture. And yet, after a terrible night of restlessness and longing, I am rewarded with my mate in the arms of another.

I tried not to act like some immature, jealous lover and do something crazy, instead, I tried to calm myself down, as I told him to let her go.

When they both turned to look at me, I saw her eyes flash with surprise, but then they darkened, as though she didn’t want me there.

I felt my wolf recoil inside from sadness at the look she was giving us. It seemed she didn’t want us to be her mate. I felt my heart break as I recalled how she had turned me down brutally, breaking every last shred of hope I had about haven found my mate after this time.

“Alpha Damon.” His voice came first, and he bowed slightly in greeting, but my eyes were still fixed on his hand which was now holding hers. I tried my best to hold back my wolf was rushing out and tearing him apart.

“Eve, come here.” I told her, but she only looked at me as though I have lost my mind.

But her next words broke my heart even more.