Chapter 0234


    Neah


    When the cribs were being moved, Dane received a link, telling him someone looking like me was


    at the gates to the pack.


    Immediately, my body tenses, why the hell was she here? I also find myslef questioning it because


    she hadn''t tried to sneak in this time


    “Stay here with Raven and the boys.” Dane kisses me. “Damien, you''re with me.”


    “No.” I snap


    Both men freeze.


    “She’s obviously here to see me. That was why she came the first time, to tell me about my father.”


    “Neah….”


    “I can handle it.” I mutter. I knew the real meaning behind him keeping me away. He wanted me to


    stay calm. To keep the ever growing darkness from enveloping my heart. But Damien had been


    right about one thing. My sons helped keep the darkness at bay.


    “I don’t….”


    “I will go with her.” Damien interrupts him. “The boys should be with one of their parents. I swear, I


    won’t let anything happen to her.”


    Dane had a love-hate rtionship with Damien. While he appreciated that Damien would do


    anything for me. He hated how Damien didn’t always respect that he was the leader even now after


    he had epted the Beta postion.


    “If anything….” Dane starts


    “Nothing will happen to her. I will let her kill me if it means keeping Neah alive.”


    My eyes widened. “Don’t let Raven hear you say that!” She would be mortified that he was putting


    another woman first over his own life.


    The men stare at each other. They couldn’t link each other but it was clear they were having some


    sort of silent argument.


    One of the things I hade to learn from being in this pack; men are worse than women when it


    comes to arguing. Forever trying to assert their dominance. No one really did it to Dane apart from


    Damien.


    “Damien!” I snap, “Are youing?”


    I quickly turn away before Dane’s crimson eyes lock with mine. I didn’t need to be reminded of the


    risk. My body had its own reminder every single second of the day.


    ‘What’s the n?’ Nyx whispers as I make my way down the stairs. Damien’s huge frame is close


    behind me.


    ‘I don’t know.’ I mutter back to my Lycan. ‘But I need you to be quiet. I can’t have you interrupting


    me or letting me miss half the conversation because I’m distrtacted and talking to you!’


    She falls into silence. We were finally turning a corner.


    ‘And no shifting.’ I add. I didn''t need or want to add more fuel to the fire. Not just yet.


    ‘It wasn’t mest time.’ She scowls. ‘I told you it was all your doing.’Property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Damien stays quiet as he walks behind me. I don’t know why, but he felt more reassuring than


    Dane. Whether it was because he didn’t question me, or because he wants me to be the Alpha that


    I’m supposed to be, I don’t know. What I do know is I don’t feel as tense.


    ir is standing at the open gates. The guards watching her every move. She lookspletely


    different to thest time I saw her. Instead of baggy clothes, she is in skin tight leather. A cropped


    leather jacket shows off her torso, while on her feet are the tallest heels I have ever seen. Painted


    red nails peeping out at the end.


    “Like to take your time, don’t you?” She eyes the in ck leggings and sweatshirt that I’m


    wearing but doesn’t make ament. Her brown eyes shift over to Damien. “You must be the other


    Lycan.”


    “You know exactly who I am.” Damien keeps his voice level, not a hint of anger present and waves


    to the guards to move away. “I’m sure Jenson told you. How is he by the way?”


    “You don’t need to concern yourself with him.”


    A snort escapes Damien and it made me wonder what he really thought of Jenson. did he not say


    anything because he knows it will hurt Raven?


    “Why are you here?” I ask, bringing her focus back to me


    She unzips her jacket and pulls out arge tan envelope and flings it on the ground in front of me.


    Damien steps around me to pick it up. “What’s this?”


    “That is for my half sister.”


    He sniffs it first, making ir cackle. “It’s not poison. I just thought it would rify a few things.”


    Damien hands it to me. Inside is a picture of my father with a woman that isn’t my mother. Briefly,


    images of my parents and their blood coated bodies flicker before my eyes. Their screams of pain


    fills my ears. Like a burst of energy, I feel the darkness flood through me.