Chapter 9: My little human


    Damon POV:


    Luca and I had been down in the dungeons for hours now. I wanted more than anything to go back to


    the house so that I could be with Amelia. As I held her in my arms, touching, kissing and devouring


    every inch of her.


    However, against my better judgement, I fought those urges and continued interrogating this piece of


    shit rogue that invaded mynds.


    I wiped the blood from my hands with a towel and stalked back towards the rogue. I red down at


    him. “So, Jesse, you say you are alone, and you followed three human scent trails here. That your


    friend was killed, and a human female’s scent was lingering on his body. Making you think it was wise


    to follow that trail here, to my territory?” I questioned, confirming the man’s confession.


    He looked up at me, face swollen and bloody from the beatings. “Yes, how many times do I have to tell


    you, and I know she is here; I want her! So, I can get my revenge and rip her throat out.” He snarled.


    Every muscle in my body tensed up with burning fury, and my lip twitched as my canines extended. I


    pulled my arm back and swung it forward, clocking him right in the jaw, doing it over and over again.


    Finally, I lifted my leg and booted him in the side, causing the chair to pull out from the floor, flying him


    across the room and into the wall.


    I stomped over to him and lifted him off the ground, only to m him right back into the hard, cement


    floor. I did this a couple more times before gripping his throat, lifting him into the air and mming him


    into the wall, then pounded his face with my fist a few more times. Blood was everywhere, the walls,


    the floor, me and Jesse was a bloody mess, now limp in my grasp. The rage had started to subside as I


    realized that he was unconscious and possibly dead. The ringing in my ears eased, and my vision


    began to clear.


    I released him, and he dropped to the floor like a dead weight. Luca walked over and looked at me, a


    worried expression on his face, as my beast frightened everyone and he was close to the surface. I


    took a step back, looking at the body on the floor and back to Luca. He turned his gaze away from me


    and leaned down to the body, putting two fingers on his neck, checking for a heartbeat.


    Luca was still and silent as he felt for a pulse. Finally, he looked up at me and nodded his head, telling


    me that the rogue was still alive. I turned around and walked out the door, stopping in the hallway.


    “Keep him here, for now; we will deal with himter,” I said shortly, as I picked up the towel from the


    ground and wiped some of the blood off of me.


    “Yes, I agree. That sounds like a good n.” He said quickly.


    I nodded and then continued down the hall, eager to see Amelia. I walked back to the house and went


    straight upstairs, not wanting her to see me like this. I went into my room cautiously, looking around to


    see if it was empty, and thankfully it was. Walking into the bathroom, I stripped off my clothes and


    jumped into the shower, thoroughly cleaning myself.


    After finishing in the shower and getting dressed, choosing to wear a white t-shirt and dark blue jeans, I


    went to Amelia’s room, both me and my wolf, craving to see her. I knocked on the door, but there was


    no answer. I struck again, and still nothing. Finally, I gripped the door handle, threw it open and stepped


    into the room. The room was empty, with no sign of Amelia. I checked the closet and bathroom, both


    empty as well, which I found very strange, especially when I knew she wouldn’t go anywhere alone.


    I walked out of her room, trying to think of where she would be, and I remembered that she had also


    be close with Ruth when she was in the med wing. So I flew down the stairs and headed towards


    that part of the house, hoping she would be there.


    I stormed into the central ward, ncing around for Ruth and finally spotting her near the back. As I


    walked over to her, I looked around for Amelia, but she wasn’t anywhere to be seen. I was mere feet


    from Ruth, and she looked at me with a bewildered expression on her face “Alpha, is everything ok?”


    She asked, concerncing her tone.


    I red down at her. “Where is Amelia, Ruth?” I asked in my Alpha tone.


    Her eyes darted around. “I don’t know, Alpha; I haven’t seen her.” She tried to sound calm, but her


    voice deceived her.


    I stepped closer to her. “Don’t lie to me.” I bellowed out.


    She flinched at my tone and gulped roughly, the smell of fear emanating from her. “I’m sorry, Alpha, she


    is gone to a club in the city with Trevor.” She admitted to me.


    My hands balled into fists at my side “What fucking club?” I asked through gritted teeth.


    She squeezed her eyes closed. “It’s called Dance, Dance. The club is on Johnson street.”


    Without saying another word, I fled from the room, furious and determined to bring her ass back here. I


    mind-linked with Luca and told him to meet me at the garage. Leaving the house, I walked over to the


    garage and walked in, only to realize that the jeep was gone, but I knew who had taken it. I couldn’t


    believe no one had heard or seen the jeep leaving the grounds. What a bunch of fucking morons!


    I grabbed the keys to my car, and Luca walked in. We both climbed in the truck and headed for the city.


    I told Luca everything Ruth had said and that we needed to find Amelia and Trevor to bring them back


    home. We finally arrived at the club. The sign was so bright, lighting up half of the street, and there was


    a massive line up to get into the club. Luckily for us, we knew the owner, who was another werewolf.


    We were walking towards the door when I got a faint whiff of Amelia’s scent, but it wasing from


    somewhere to my left. I stopped and inhaled deeply, then stilled, as I heard a faint whimper.


    I walked in that direction, and as I came closer to a dark alleyway, her scent became more robust, and I


    heard a female voice begging someone to stop. I rushed towards the alleyway, and what I saw before


    me, some man''s fucking hands on my girl, instantly brought out the beast within me, furious and


    wanting blood.


    The change was instant, my wolf now inplete control. He leapt onto the man and tore him from


    her, tossing him at the brick wall. Then stalked over to him, licking his lips and dove on the man, tearing


    him to pieces. Seeing this piece of shit vite our mate caused the worst in us toe out, not giving


    a shit that we had just killed a human man and in public, a sacred and regrly enforcedw for our


    kind.


    I changed back into my human form, and Luca threw me some clothes and towels. I changed and


    cleaned myself. “Where is she?” I asked him.


    He pointed towards the club. “Trevor came and took her inside the club.”


    I practically jogged into the club, pushing my way past all the dancing fools. I looked to Luca. “Where


    did he take her?”


    He nodded in the direction of a room guarded by a few of my men, they must have been here, or Luca


    told them toe. I stomped over to the door, stopping in front of the men, but they didn’t move and


    remained in ce. My lip twitched, and I snarled, “Move the fuck out of my way!” I roared.


    Without further hesitation, they all scattered, making room for me. I flung the door open and ducked


    down, entering the room. My chest heaved, and I red at Trevor. “Get the fuck out!” I said, using my


    Alpha tone. Amelia didn’t want him to leave, but he obeyed my orders and left the room. I mmed the


    door closed and went to her side. My eyes scanned her body, and she had on one of Trevor’s shirts,


    making me grind teeth at the sight of her wearing another man’s shirt. I tried to take the shirt off her to


    get a better look at her, but she clung to the shirt, not letting it go.


    I cocked my head slightly and red down at her. “Let go,” I demanded.


    She closed her eyes shut, breathing in deeply, before letting go of the shirt. Then, noticing a few


    scraps, I grabbed the first aid kit and took out what I needed.


    I slowed my breathing and calmed myself before saying anything to her, but the anger got the better of


    me. “What the fuck were you thinking?” I asked her.


    She hissed when the alcohol touched her skin, “I just wanted to have some fun.” She said shakily.


    I raised a brow. “And look where it got you.” Her expression was none other than shock at my words;


    maybe that was a bit too harsh.


    She scoffed, “Got me? You think I fucking asked for this, Damon?”


    Now I felt like an ass. “No...bu.” She didn’t allow me to answer.


    She shook her head, her brown hair bouncing around. “There is no but, Damon. I just wanted to have


    some fun and rx for a bit. You have had me held up in that house for almost a month now. The only


    time I’ve had outside the house since the day I was taken was when you took me out of the dungeons


    and the day I tried to escape. So, I just wanted some time away.” Tears were now staining her cheeks


    as she began to sob silently.


    I gently ran my thumb across her cheek. “You shouldn’t have left; you were safe at the house; if I hadn’t


    shown up when I did, he...” I closed my eyes and gripped the counter, trying to reign back the beast, as


    we thought of the memory and what could’ve been. I sucked in a deep breath and stared deep into her


    eyes. “I can’t have anything happen to you, Amelia, don’t you understand that?” I asked of her, needing


    her to understand how much she meant to me.


    Her eyes fell shut as more tears flowed from her beautiful eyes. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have left.” She


    said softly.


    I pulled her into me, holding her close. “Shh, it’s ok,” I whispered to her, then remained like this, just


    holding her for a few minutes, not wanting to let her go. Reluctantly, I finally released her and walked


    over to the door. Amelia asked where I was going, but I didn’t answer, as I didn’t intend on going


    anywhere. I opened the door and asked the men to grab me a nket. Luca threw one at me, and I


    closed the door. I walked back over to her, draped the nket around her, then picked her up, cradling


    her in my arms. “We’re going home,” I told her, and she just burrowed herself into me, making my


    whole body rx and my mind feel at ease, especially knowing she was safe now.


    We finally arrived back at the house; I carried her out of the car and into the house, heading straight for


    my room. As we passed her room, she furrowed her brows in confusion. “Wait, why aren’t you taking


    me to my room?” She asked me.


    I focused ahead of us. “You’re sleeping in my room tonight,” I said, and Amelia let out a sigh of relief. It


    felt good knowing that she felt safe like this with me and wasn’t going to fight me on it.


    We walked into the room, and I closed the door behind us with my foot, then sat her down on the bed.


    “Would you like to have a shower?” I asked.


    She nodded. “Yes, but I need some clothes.” She said, slight embarrassment masking her tone.


    “I’ll get them; just go get into the shower; the bathroom is over there,” I told her before leaving the room


    to go and get her something to wear for tonight. I came back to the room, and I could hear her crying;


    rushing into the bathroom, I burst through the door, throwing it open “Amelia?” I noticed the shower was


    on, and I opened the door, only to find her curled up in a ball on the shower floor. I knelt next to her.


    “Are you ok?” I asked, concerned for her.


    She just nodded in response as I brushed aside her wet hair. Amelia squeezed her eyes shut, willing


    the tears away, but I could feel her pain, her sorrow, I felt everything she was right now, and without


    saying another word, I climbed into the shower, engulfing her in my arms. I held onto her as if my life


    depended on it, trying to ease her anxious body and mind. We stayed like that for some time, just


    embracing each other. Finally, I got Amelia cleaned up and out of the shower, wrapping a clean towel


    around her. I held her close to me again and kissed the top of her head, inhaling her scent.


    I finally released her. “Here, I brought your clothes, get changed.”


    Before getting into some dry clothes, I walked into the bedroom, took off my wet clothes, and ced


    them into the hamper. Then, I got into the bed and waited patiently for Amelia to finish in the bathroom.


    Finally, she came into the room, looking tired and mentally worn out. I lifted the nket and padded the


    bed, gesturing for her to get in. Amelia walked over, snuggling into me, and I pulled her closer, needing


    to feel her against me. It felt good holding her like this to have her feel so content in my presence and


    my arms.


    Amelia POV:


    The sun illuminated the room, waking me from my sleep. I stretched and then remembered; I was in


    Damon’s room. I looked to the other side of the bed, but he was gone. Not dwelling on it, I got up from


    the bed and went to the bathroom to relieve my aching dder.


    After exiting the bathroom, Damon was sitting on the bed. “Morning, how did you sleep?” He asked as


    he stood from the bed.


    “I slept well.” I smiled, realizing I hadn’t slept like that since my parents died. However, the nightmares


    woke me a few times.


    He sauntered towards me and loomed over me as he closed the distance between us. Damon brushed


    my cheek with his thumb, grazing the skin lightly. “Good, I’m d. Are you hungry? breakfast is ready


    and waiting for us downstairs.” He said, smiling.


    I smiled. “Yea, I’m hungry.” I did feel a bit hungry but also sick to my stomach.


    “Good,e on, let’s go” He gestured towards the door and ced a hand on my back. His touch


    night’s events.


    We went downstairs and entered the kitchen, where two tes with eggs, bacon, toast, and a ss of


    orange juice, were ced onto a small table.


    I looked at Damon. “Is no one else joining us for breakfast?” I questioned. I figured we would have


    been having breakfast with other people.


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    He shook his head. “No, it’s just us. I thought you might like the quiet this morning.” He pulled out a


    chair for me to sit.


    I gave him a small smile as I sat in the chair. “Thank you.” I was grateful that it was just us, not wanting


    to be around other people right now.


    Damon took his seat across from me, and we began to eat. At first, the silence between us was almost


    deafening, I wanted to say something, make conversation, but I didn’t know what to say. I considered a


    few things, and as I was about to break the tension finally, Damon beat me to it.


    He cleared his throat. “So, why did youe to Kirney Park?”


    My eyes dropped down, and I stared at the food on my te. I was considering whether or not I wanted


    to open up to Damon about my parents. Their death had been so brutal for me to talk about, and I


    didn’t know Damon all that well yet, but maybe talking to someone might help me to move on.


    I sucked in a deep breath. “Um, I came here in tribute to my parents.” I summed up.


    Damon’s brows scrunched together. “What do you mean?”


    I looked away, staring at the floor as I willed the tears away. I didn’t want to cry in front of Damon again.


    I cleared my throat. “A little over a month ago, my parents were on their way here, for a hiking trip,


    when…….” I inhaled a shuddering breath. “Their car went off the road.” I closed my eyes, hoping to


    contain the tears that were now on the brim of my eyes. “Their bodies were never found, and neither


    was the car, just pieces of the car and some of my parent''s belongings. The police searched for days


    but came up with nothing and presumed them dead.” Disappointmentced my tone, angry that I


    couldn’t give them a proper burial.


    Damon’s jaw tensed up, and he clenched his fists together, appearing as though this news bothered


    him much more than I had expected. Finally, he closed his eyes and shook his head lightly before


    letting out a heavy sigh. “I’m sorry, Amelia, that never should have happened to you or them.”


    I pursed my lips and looked down at the food I had now lost my appetite to eat. “Yea, that’s why I came


    here, though, to pay tribute to them.”


    He nodded. “I understand, and I apologize for disrupting your journey.” He said remorsefully.


    I shrugged. “Well, you didn’t know, and you were only protecting your people from an unknown


    outsider.” I could understand his reasoning now, why he had done what he did.


    He clenched his jaw again, grinding his teeth together. “That’s beside the point, you are only human,


    and things should have been handled differently based on that factor. But if it’s any constetion, I’m


    d you’re here, with me.” He said with a small smile.


    I smiled as my cheeks reddened. “Me too.” Even though everything has been a shit show sinceing


    here, the one thing that I was d for was Damon. He made me feel things I hadn’t felt in years; he


    made me feel alive.


    We sat in silence and continued to eat our breakfast. Well, Damon ate; I mostly yed with my food.


    As we were gathering our dishes up, Damon stopped. “I’d like to show you around today, introduce you


    to some of the people here, if you would like to.” He said with a questioning expression.


    I pursed my lips, unsure whether or not I wanted to meet more people like Damon If I wanted to meet


    more werewolves. I was feeling uneasy about the idea of meeting people who despised humans. But it


    might be nice to get out and about today, to learn more about this hidden world and more about


    Damon.


    I nodded my head and smiled. “I’d like that.”


    The smile that spread across his face was almost priceless and made me feel great about my decision.


    He seemed so happy and excited.


    “That’s great. I promise you won’t regret it.” I could’ve sworn his eyes were about to bulge out of his


    head, and I giggled at his childish behaviour. We ced our dishes into the dishwasher and headed


    upstairs to change. As I began to get changed, I became extremely nervous. These were people I


    didn’t know, and if they didn’t like me, they could get rid of me without breaking a sweat. I tried to push


    those thoughts to the back of my mind and remind myself that I would be with Damon, and numerous


    times now, he has proven to me that he wouldn’t let anything happen to me. These thoughts reassured


    me slightly.


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