Chapter 60


    I hated myself for this, I hated how I was making him feel.


    He was no less a man than Liam.


    he


    did not deserve this.


    Liam walked out, giving Damon a curt nod and shutting the door behind him.


    “Hey, how are you feeling?” Damon asked, about to ce the gorgeous bouquet of purple flowers down


    when I reached out and took them.


    “I’m great and these are beautiful!” I said, looking up at him.


    I’m such a horrible person…


    He bent down, wrapping his arms around me tightly.


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    I hugged him back, hisforting scent and those tingles rushing through me.


    I could hear his racing heart and the guilt inside of me only grew.


    I nced at Aunty Red, seeing the sadness in her eyes too, before she looked away, smoothly busying


    herself with Azura’s hair.


    Damon moved back and jerked his thumb at the paper bag.


    “I brought you breakfast.” He said, turning to Azura and raising his eyebrows yfully before shing her


    one of his dazzling smiles.


    “What breakfast is it?” Azura asked, curiously staring at the bag that I just picked up.


    “You’ve eaten baby.” Aunty Red said, cuddling her.


    “Of course, she can eat again, there’s plenty.” Damon said and I nodded.


    “You look tired.” I said to him concerned as I unboxed the food.


    Chicken sandwiches, yoghurts and a box of freshly cut fruit.


    Azura took the box of fruit and Aunty Red shook her head, settling back and helping her remove the lid.


    “I’m not too bad.” He said.


    “I asked someone to bring you a drink.”


    “Thanks, Damon.” I said softly.


    Aunty Red asked him something as I bit into a sandwich.


    Yes, I was a bitch, but I needed to do the right thing and I would, because this man before me deserved


    someone who would put him as number one… I had been discharged from the hospital that afternoon


    and Uncle El hade to tell me that h e had told Dad what had happened.


    Needless to say, Dad didn’t take it well.


    Although Uncle El didn’t tell me exactly what he had said, I had a feeling he had nothing but hatred and


    me towards me.


    It seemed Liam was still going through with Dad’s trial on Monday, something I was rather shocked


    about.


    I was even tempted to ask for an extension, but then I decided to leave it. I needed to let go of my past


    and remember how Dad treated me.


    He still had time before the trial anyway, although I knew losing a mate wasn’t something you could just


    get over. I had gotten back to the packhouse, managing to shower before arge number of the other


    members who lived there hade to ask how I was, several getting me flowers or cards, I found it so


    sweet.


    Mom’s death still felt surreal, I was d that it wasn’tmon knowledge yet, I just needed some time. It


    was a little awkward when two of the girls addressed me as Luna! “I’m so sorry you had to go through


    that.” I, one of the she-wolfs, said sympathetically as she arranged the bouquet of flowers for me.


    “I’ll get someone to bring in more vases.” “Thanks.” I said politely to her. The bedroom door was open


    and I felt a bit overwhelmed with the visitors.


    I just left the door open, which let me stay wrapped up in my nket on the bed.


    I hadn’t seen Liam or Damon again, although both had mind linked to check up on me asionally.


    What sucked was that I couldn’t really tell Kiara what was going on either, despite her texting earlier.


    I didn’t mention my injury or that Mom was dead.


    Just then, someone I actually wanted to see walked through the door, and my eyes lit up. “Taylor!” I said.


    He shed me a smile, his armsden with a chocte bouquet, drinks and a hamper of more


    choctes! Ah, this man was a keeper! Could I put him in my pocket and keep him forever? He ced


    the things down on the bedside cab next to me and the hamper on the bed. “Hey, girl.” He said,


    wrapping his arms around me and giving me a good squeeze.


    He moved back as I left the room, giving us some privacy and me a small wave.


    “Thanks for everything!” I called out, appreciating her effort in sorting my room a little, which was


    beginning to resemble a greenhouse.


    Ok maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration…


    “How you holding up?” Taylor asked.


    “I’m good.” I said, Mom’s eye-less face shing in my mind.


    “I’m so damn sorry, I should have taken care of you.” He said, guilt in his eyes as he sat down opposite


    me.


    I shook my head, my hair falling in my face.


    “No, you have nothing to apologise about.


    I went on my own and I made sure I was quiet.” I said, pulling a wrapped truffle off the bouquet and


    unwrapping it.


    I was about to eat it but paused to offer it to him.


    He smiled, taking my hand and biting half off before feeding it to m e, a warm smile on his face. “You


    need to eat all the chocte you can, it will bring your energy back.


    I’m sure the Alpha or Beta would like you to be at your best.” He winked teasingly, yet my smile


    vanished.


    Liam’s traumatising revtion returning with full vengeance.


    “Sorry… bad joke.” I shook my head, ncing at the open door. “Oh, don’t even talk about men, I think


    I’m put off for life!” I said shuddering. “Why?” Taylor asked curiously.


    “I just…” I hesitated.


    Wait.


    Taylor was a guy… I should ask him… “Is it true… That…” I nced at the open door again and Taylor


    frowned slightly, getting up he went and shut the door, looking at me curiously. “What is it?” He asked. I


    huffed, embarrassed. “Well, is it true that a man’s penis girth can be thicker than my forearm?” I asked,


    cupping my arm just beneath my elbow.


    Taylor’s eyebrows shot up as he stared at my arm.


    “Damn, that’s one hell of a picture… A terrifying picture.” He said sounding amused.


    I frowned, oh it was a terrifying thought too…


    “It is… and now I’m scared…”


    He beganughing and I red at him.


    “Hey, what’s tough about!”.


    “Sorry, it’s just, like, seriously? I mean, maybe if we’re talking huge, then about this thick at most, but


    even that would be super rare…” He said, cupping the middle of my arm between my elbow and wrist.


    To my dismay, he fell back onto the bed and beganughing.


    “Goddess, you are so innocent.


    Have you never watched porn? I mean, you must have seen an erect penis at some point, right?” He


    burst into moreughter and I felt my face burn with humiliation.” How could you even think that big of a


    dick would exist? Like how would it be possible to even make that fit?”


    “Hey! Babiese out of a vagina! Things can fit!” I growled.


    I swear I am going to kill Liam, the dickhead! How dare he over brag about his dick when I swear it’s


    probably going to be the size of a fun-size chocte bar! The type you fill a party bag with- tiny!


    Miniscule and dysfunctional! Stupid Alpha!


    “Ok, stopughing, it’s not that funny!” I shouted, smacking his chest.


    He simply rolled over,ughing more.


    I kicked him off the bed, grabbing one of my huge plushies and throwing them at him with as much force


    as possible!


    Stupid, stupid men! Urgh, Liam is so bloody dead.


    “Ok, ok! I’m so damn sorry.


    Who told you that?” Taylor said, his face red as he tried to control his annoyingugh.


    I swear if heughs anymore, I will sabotage that Cher poster he cherishes so much!


    “Liam did.” I said unhappily.


    Taylor grinned.


    “Well… I would say he’s boasting, but surely… You’ve probably seen him turned on, right? Like even if


    you haven’t had sex, maybe when you kissed?” He questioned, making me frown even more.


    “Of course, I have!” I stated before my frown faded away and I realised what he meant.


    He nodded with a small smile.


    I have never seen a stupid forearm size shaft in there….


    Yes, he was big but not that traumatizingly big… Fuck Liam you’re so dead!