Chapter 42

Damon

I moved swiftly through the dimly lit halls, my footsteps barely making a sound. My heartbeat was steady, controlled, at least, that was what I told myself.

That is what I wanted to convince myself with. That I did not care.

I had not been watching her.

That she wasn’t my main attention.

But the feeling that I’m having towards her is one that I can easily deny.

I had simply been ensuring that Isla was well, that she was being cared for. That was all.

Yet, the moment my eyes landed on Sienna cradling our daughter, her soft voice whispering to her, I had felt something shift inside me.

When I saw her speaking to my mother, when I saw the peace that was going on around the pack, when I saw everything that I found myself missing. I knew that the clench in my heart told me something.

Something I didn’t want to name.

It was something that I wanted to refuse. Something that I did not want to admit to.

I saw the