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Damien
I fucked up.
I could hear her heavy breathing coming from the otherside of the door. She was so angry with me. It might have been funny if I hadn't guessed what her thoughts meant.
I was an idiot.
I push on the door a little. It doesn't budge and from the shadow under the door, I would say she is leaning against the door to make sure I don't come in. Though I could if I wanted too. It wouldn't take much to make her body slide across the tiles. "Raven."
"I have nothing to say to you." Her answer is short and sharp. Her words laced with spite. She was so angry that there weren't even any tears.
"I..." Would she believe me if I told her the truth
Jealousy was not something I had really felt before and everytime her mind went to him, I just wanted to remind her that it was me she was mated to. That the spawn who rejected her, did just that.
It wasn't even him that I was jealous of, it was the fact she was thinking about another man, if you could even call him that.
"I'm sorry." I mutter through the door. I already knew it would take more than a couple of words to make it up to her.
She shuffles away from the door, and I watch the handle turn. She pulls it open no more than an inch. Peering through the small gap at me. "You are shit at apologies."
"I don't usually apologise."
I wanted to push the door open and pull into my arms, though the way she is blocking the door tells me she would either be thankful, or she would punch me and poke my eyes out. It was impossible to tell.
"I don't want him. You have to understand that. He is on my mind because he is fucking with my head. The blood on the windows and seeing him... He is not the man I remember which makes it even more confusing. And that definitely does not mean I want to sleep with him!"
"I know that now."
"How could you even think I would want him?" Her voice falters. "He damaged me in more ways than just my leg."
"Just come out the bathroom."
She opens the door a little further and I see that she has wrapped herself in a robe, hiding away her gorgeous body. Her arms fold up under her tits as she hugs herself. Her dark eyes meet mine.
"I am yours Damien. Not his, not anyone else's, yours forever."
I use the moment to pull her in against me. She doesn't pull away. Resting her cheek against my chest as our heartbeats slowly fall in sync.
"What didn't you want to tell Neah?" she asks quietly once her anger fades.
"Maybe it's best if you sit down."
"Why?" She leans back in my arms, her brow wrinkling into a frown. "I've seen some pretty bad stuff."
"It was a box of dismembered body parts."
She screws her face up. "Someone from the pack?"
"That's just it, it was human and I'm guessing, what was thrown at your window was also a part of that same body."
She pulls back from me and hobbles to the bed, slowly sinking herself down into the mattress. I watch her try to compose herself. "Uh, he would have had to leave the grounds to find a human." "Unless they wandered into the forest."
"No, that doesn't happen. We are too far......" she trails off, looking at my face. "I have lived here all my life and humans don't just wander in. Has Dane told you that has happened?" I nod.
"Did he kill them?"
"No, at least I don't think so. He said he tells them that it is private property and they will be sued for trespassing if they don't leave."
She sticks her tongue out to the corner of her lips, deep in thought. I was just grateful she wasn't mad at me anymore.
"Do you have any idea why he is doing this?"
"At this point, I think tormenting everyone is his game. He told Mallory he wanted to bring death and a load of other crap. But the one thing I know about him is that he likes to play games. This has to be a game."
"Could he be working with someone else?"
"The other Rogues are dead."
"Dane has enemies left and right. And now the contracts are well and truly completed with other packs, what's to say there isn't someone else helping him."
"Rogues are not pack creatures. They wouldn't even work together to take down a kill."
She puffs out her cheeks, "It must be hard for you. Living here, in a pack."
"Actually, no." I sink onto the bed next to her.
"I spent years working alone, being a hitman for people to hire. Being a Rogue was freeing, but I felt like I was missing something. Then I found Mallory, she helped to free me from that life. But being welcomed into this pack and finding you, it was like coming home."
She smiles at me and opens her mouth to talk but we are interrupted with Mallory opening the door.
She is half hidden by the door frame and is visibly shaking. It wasn't like her at all. She was pretty much unafraid of anything
She holds her shaking hands up, blood dripping from each of them. "I....I'm....I'm sorry."
"Mallory?"
"I....I went down." She turns slowly, looking back down the hallway from the direction she came. "I was...I was too late."
She steps in the room. I see her top isn't just coloured red, instead blood is dripping from it. "I tried," she whispers.
"Who Mallory, who is dead?"
"The office." She mutters, completely lost in shock.
"Noooo.. No. No. No, please tell me it's not." Raven mutters
"Who is in....." Eric's boys had been put in the office.
I charge out the room, smacking my hand on Dane's door as I run by, racing down the stairs to the office, I see Eric on his knees, frozen like a statue with his boys in his arms. Blood coated almost everything, including the curtains blowing in the breeze
Dane practically crashes into the back of me.
"Eric?" Dane mutters quietly, his eyes roam the room. He moves around me and crouches next to his Beta. "Eric, we will make him pay for this."
I move over and close the window, finding the tip of a finger. He had been in human form and the boys had probably gone to let him in, thinking he was in danger.
I look back at the boys in Eric's arms, both of them had all ten fingers which meant the one left behind had belonged to Salem.
The boys weren't even old enough to have their Wolves, they had been defenceless. They never stood a chance.
Raven, Mallory and Neah appear. The three of them turn their faces away from the scene.
I walk to Raven and kiss her forehead. "Stay here with Mallory and the others."
"Where are you going? You can't leave, we don't know where he is."
"I'm going to fucking find him and kill him."
"He's dangerous."
"I'm worse."
Every inch of me regrets not killing him that day. Just causing enough damage to bring him to the dungeon was my mistake. I won't be making that mistake again. Even if it takes days, weeks or months. I won't stop until he is dead.