Chapter 53
~RINA~
After Damien left Drake came of of the room where he had been hiding from Damien's wrath, who could possibly blame the guy? It was no surprise that Damien's anger could do real damage like the one it just did now, I stood up from the floor where I had collapsed wiping the tears on my face, the damages was already done and there was no use crying over it like a child. I just have to think of something before I lost him forever.
"At least he didn't reject you" Drake said cheerful and I turned to look at him. "He only told you to stay away from him so yeah I believe he's just angry and he's big bad Alpha ego was bruised by you. Just give him a couple of hours, he's going to calm down" He assured me and I felt a little relief.
"I never believed Fiona could stoop this low! She just wants me to lose control and I did, exactly the same way the councils want Damien to lose control" I replied with a toss of my head, we shouldn't be having problems at a time like this, I hope Damien calm down and we should sort this out before the Councils get a hold of my birth parents before we do, I need answers. Why did they leave me out there? Who are they? What was the source of my powers? I need to find answers to them and I will, but first I have an angry mate to calm down.
Few minutes later, I stood up from where I was sitting down, Drake gave me a goodluck sigh as I made to exit the room, for the first time in months, I was really nervous about talking to Damien cause I had no idea how he was going to react, calming my racing heart, I walked up the stairs, taking two at a time while doing my best to ignore the stares the servants were giving me.
Our bedroom was the first place I checked but he wasn't there, I panicked for a moment, if he visit the red room then that means the situation might be worse than I intended, When I turned to leave I bump into Fiona who was holding a bottle of wine and two glass cup, the smile on her face vanished immediately she saw me.
I stare at her and what she was holding, I figured out she probably knows where Damien is. "Where is he?" I asked my eyes flashing angrily at her, the fact that she has the nerves to act all innocent like she isn't the sole reason why Damien and I aren't speaking to each other right now.
"Who?" She reported looking around.
"Fiona, I'm not going to wait around here and joke with you, I suggest you tell me where the fuck Damien is or I shove that bottle inside you through the hole in your ass! But then I'd doubt if you would feel any pain judging from how many toys and dick you've stuff in there" I spat insulting her, the reaction I got from her was so worth it.
"How dare you speak me to like that? We both know that the last thing Damien would want to see right now us your face, so do him a favour and stay the hell away from him... Weirdo" She hissed at me before walking off, though her words stung a little, I refused to let them get to me and I followed her.
I didn't know why I hadn't thought of it at first, I stood at the entrance of the gym room watching Damien furiously punch a punching bag, Fiona stood beside him murmuring some words to him and I couldn't hear her, I had a feeling she was purposely doing that to piss me off, finally he stopped punching and took the bottle of wine from her and a glass cup, I know Damien knew I was standing there, he just preferred to ignore me which hurts somehow.
Taking a deep breathe, I push myself away from the entrance of the door, walking deeper into the room, there was no way I was going to stand there and let her flirt with my mate, when she saw me approached them, she glared at me.
"Fiona, leave" I ordered not blinking at her.
She seems stunned by my surprise but didn't budge.
"That wasn't a request Fiona, it was an order and in ordering you to leave this room as your Luna, right now!" I hissed at her, if Damien was paying attention to our exchange I couldn't tell cause my back was facing him.
She glanced at him, probably thinking he would come to her defense but when Damien didn't say anything in return, she stormed out of the room.
After she was gone,I spun around to talk to him but he already went back to punching the bag much to my annoyance.
"Damien, stop this! You are really acting like a child right now, can't we just sort this out please?" I pleaded standing between him and the punching bag, when the bag swing backwards from behind me, I sort of froze it mid air to stop it from knocking me to the floor—Drake had taught me the frozen spell along with few other things.
Actually Damien wasn't impressed by what I did infact he seems to get more furious at me, I could tell with the way his eyes narrowed down at me, the way his lips were pressed together on a thin line plus the way he stood, like a rigid statue.
"You hate me or my powers?" I murmured blinking back the tears that threatened to ran down my face, I remembered him once telling me about his sister, what a witch did to her, could it be why he was more mad at me? So I needed to know if it was me he hated which I doubt or my powers.
He chuckled darkly. "I don't hate you, I distaste your powers, the fact that you used it on me, the fact that you kept it from me! My mate has a freaking power and I had no fucking idea! Drake knows...you told him instead of me!" He growled, I sense a hint of jealousy in his words.
I glance around the room nervously. "I only told Drake... because he knows so much about my powers, more than I do...I wanted to be sure before I tell you this, Damien please hate my powers all you want but we need to find my parents before the councils do" I pleaded reaching for him but he flinched away like I burned him.
"Go ask Drake for his help!" He shouted. "To think I was stupid enough to think you'd ever love me! All this while I was just the monster to you...oh what do you used to call me? Beast right? I was just the freaking beast to you. I'd like to remain that way" Then he stormed out leaving me with my mouth wide open in surprise, the fact that I have never seen him this way made me speechless, what the hell was going on? I feel like there's a part of my life I had missed, well I'm technically missing a childhood.
Drake could help but as soon as the thought occurred to me, I push it back, it was exactly what Damien had just told me, at the first strike of problem I ran all the way to Drake, I shouldn't do that.
*Oh no! What if Damien actually thought I have feelings for Drake instead of him?* I choked back on a sob bewildered.
.
.
.
TBC.
