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Chapter 13: His what? – Part 3/3

His eyes avoided mine, glancing all around the room, before letting out a heavy sigh. “To be honest, I am not sure, but the way he behaves with you, the way he looks at you…it is typically something only mates do. Some of the pack members are curious and asking questions as to whether or not you are.” He said honestly, even though he was reluctant to answer my question.

I got up from the couch and began pacing the room as my mind was whirling with questions. Wondering, if I were Damon’s mate, is that the reason why he won’t let me go? Why a tidal wave of emotions course through me when I am with him? Finally, knowing only one person could answer my questions, I rushed out of Trevor’s place, despite his pleas for me to return and headed out to find Damon.

I barged into the main house and made my way to Damon’s office, getting a little lost on the way but eventually finding the right door. I halted in front of the door as butterflies swarmed in my stomach, and my nerves started to go hiatus. I sucked in a deep breath and knocked on the door. No one answered at first, and I was about to knock again when Luca opened the door “Hello Amelia, what can I do for you?” He politely asked me.

I straightened myself. “Where is Damon?” I asked him, my tone slightly clipped.

He fully opened the door. “He is right here.” He said while gesturing to the big buffoon that sat in the chair.

I walked past Luca and entered the room, approaching Damon’s desk. “We need to talk,” I said while crossing my arms, making it clear to him that I was pissed.

He lifted his legs and planted his boots onto his desk, clasping his hands together in front of him. “Then talk.” He said with a cocky smile, obviously getting a kick out of my angered state.

I narrowed my eyes. “Alone,” I said firmly, not wanting to discuss this in front of Luca. I wasn’t sure if he knew anything, but I didn’t want to take that chance and possibly tell him something that wasn’t his business.

Damon’s eyes went to Luca, and he nodded towards the door, indicating for him to leave. Luca then left the room with a smirk on his face and closed the door behind him, leaving me alone with Damon now.

“Am I your mate?” I asked him, getting straight to the point.

His expression was neutral as he stared at me. Damon then took his feet down from the desk and sat up straight in his chair. “Why would you think that?” He asked me curiously.

I threw my hands up in the air. “Because everyone in your pack seems to think so, and from what Trevor told me, it adds up. Now, answer my damn question.” I shouted at him, not in the mood to play his stupid games and just needing a straight answer from him.

He stood from his chair, rounded the desk, and then stalked towards me. Damon stopped a foot before me and towered over me, his scent now invading my senses. “Fuck what the others think; what do you think?” He questioned me.

I scowled at him. “Damon, I said….” But, unfortunately, I didn’t get to finish my sentence as his hand came up gripped the back of my head, bringing his lips to mine. The fire that ignited in my belly was instant, sparking to life from his touch, as he engulfed my mouth with his, kissing me hard and passionately.

He finally pulled back and stared into my eyes. “Yes, Amelia, you are my mate.” He told me, and I gulped harshly.

My brain couldn’t wrap around his words of truth, unable to comprehend the fact that I was his mate, bound to him for life, by some goddess. I stood there, mouth agape, as I tried to think of what to say. “Why didn’t you tell me? Why did you hide this from me? And how am I your mate if I am not one of your kind?” I fired off question, after question, needing answers.

He took a step back and rubbed the nape of his neck. “I didn’t tell you, for your safety, and I don’t know, there have been werewolves that were mated to humans before, but never one of Alpha bloodline.” He told me.

I raised a brow. “My safety? What the fuck does that mean?” I asked him, bewildered.

He sighed. “As you have seen, humans and werewolves don’t mix. We are supposed to mate with our own kind, especially if we are of Alpha blood; mating with a human is taboo. It is forbidden and is a law for us not to do so.” His expression seemed pained, as if telling me this hurt him.

The realization of the situation made my head spin. “So, then, why haven’t you let me go?” I regretfully asked the question, not sure if I wanted the answer.

His upper lip twitched. “Because if I do, then I have to reject you as my mate, which could kill me or my wolf or both of us and…….” He took a taunting step towards me. “I don’t fucking want to. You are mine, and I’m not letting you go!” Damon’s eyes turned black, and his words were possessive, making me quiver.

I took a step back from him, my back hitting the wall, as I still had one more question, but his intoxicating scent was distracting me. “But what would happen if you mated with a human? Especially being an Alpha?”

His face fell, and his eyes avoided my curious stare. “My father would kill you, severing the bond between you and I. Then he would either kill me as well or lock me up for the remainder of my days, making me suffer in solitude.” His words hit me hard in the chest, and my breath hitched at his honesty.

I felt honoured that he was honest with me and answered my questions, but this was too much. The severity of the situation was overwhelming. If Damon and I mated, one or both of us might die. If Damon rejected me, he, his wolf or both of them could die, and I wasn’t willing to risk that. The last thing I was for something to happen to him because of me. I didn’t know what to do or what to say, so I turned around, facing away from him, as I tried to calm my erratic mind.

His hand gently fell on my shoulder “Amelia.” He said softly, and as much as I wanted to turn around, I needed some time to process all of this alone.

I raised my hand, silencing him. “I need to be alone for a while.” I solemnly told him, almost regretting my choice.

His hand slowly slid off my shoulder. “I understand.” That was all he said before taking a step back from me. I glanced over my shoulder at him, and Damon’s jaw was tightly clenched, his hands balled into fists at his side, making it quite clear that he was against this but was respecting my wishes. I faced forward, staring at the door and hesitated with my decision to leave the room.

I reluctantly walked to the door and swung it open before walking out and into the hallway. I stopped as I walked into the hall, squeezing my eyes shut, as this felt like I was losing my parents all over again. Fate had bound me to a man I had just met not so long ago, and now, I am faced with the impossible, he dies, I die, or we both die. No matter the choice, it doesn’t end well for either of us. I opened my eyes and spun on my heels, needing to get some distance between us. As I walked down the hall, I got an ache in my chest, and I couldn’t catch my breath for a split second. I stopped in my tracks when I thought I heard something shatter into pieces, and if I didn’t keep moving, I would turn back, giving in to the desire.

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