Free Web NovelChapter 37: Chapter 37 Eyes Everywhere
The Third Person’s POV
While Abby is resting in the hospital after her encounter with Keres and the girls, Daemon is throwing a tantrum at Black Moon.
"What do you mean, she is still in the hospital? IT’S BEEN WEEKS!" Daemon screams at the caller on the other end. "I don’t care.. I know the rumors.. No, do nothing... I’ll see to it myself." He hangs up the phone and throws it on his bed.
Why would Abby be mated to two Alphas? Daemon had been asking himself that specific question repeatedly after it was known she had found her second chance mate. And why the hell would the moon goddess mate her to Alpha Matthew, of all people? He hated Matthew with a passion, mostly because he had had everything growing up. A pack that loved him, parents who loved him and each other, and real friends. Not the kind Daemon had.. They were all idiots. Power-seeking males and females.
Granted, he had always had his fair share of willing she-wolves who wanted to satisfy him, but he would picture Abby every time for him to get off. Abby. Ugh! Daemon slid his hands over his face. She had always been so damn beautiful, sweet, and innocent.
When they were kids, he wanted to be her friend and be near her. It was possible his dormant wolf had been attracted to hers already. But his father had forbidden him from being her friend, telling him she was tainted. What that meant he didn’t know at the time, but as he grew older, his crush got bigger. He started loathing her, bullying her to feel better himself. Doing everything to be near her, to get his fix of her sweet scent, and he hated himself for his weakness.
When her 18th birthday came around, he was sure. She was his mate and his wolf was ecstatic, wanting them to accept her right away and tell their dad to go to hell. Daemon knew it was not possible to do that, and he didn’t want a filthy half-breed as his mate. They had argued, but ultimately, he had rejected her. His wolf had not spoken to him since that day.
Daemon rolls his eyes. Stupid lovesick mutt.
After a while, there was a knock on his door. He goes to open it and finds Carol out there in nothing but a trench coat. Normally he would have taken her to bed, fucked her hard, picturing Abby and kicked her out afterwards, but he was not in the mood right now. He had more important things to concern himself with.
"What do you want, Carol?" He asks, even though her intentions are very clear.
"I’m here to please you, Alpha." The girl answers with what she believes to be a seductive voice.
"I’m not in the mood to fuck you right now, thank you." Daemon says in a dismissive tone, before trying to smack the door in her face. But Carol is not having it. She worked hard to into the Alpha’s bed, and would not let his mood-swings stop her. She was going to be Luna of this pack one way or another. Her plan was simple; get pregnant.
Showing her foot in the doorway, she smiles sweetly. "But Alpha, I am sure I can ease your tension, and help you feel better!" she purrs.
Daemon has had enough with this wannabe Luna. "I said no! So I’ll give you a chance to get your foot out of my door and do as you are told, or I will have you thrown in the dungeons for a week with nothing but stale bread and water." He answers in a low, threatening voice. Carol knows the battle is lost and removes her foot. Giving a little pout while doing so, trying as a last resort to get him to change his mind. She has taken the fertility potion, making her chances of conceiving higher than high. Why would he turn her down now? He had never said no. Not even while that ugly little mutt girl still lived here. Ugh!
After the door is closed, Daemon walks across his bedroom. He opens the window and jumps out. The meeting will not wait, so he needs to get there on time. Sylla would not be pleased to be kept waiting.
Daemon had met Sylla after rejecting Abby. She had been at the clearing where the rouges were attacking the Luna from Silver Mist. Daemon had attacked her in wolf form, but she had used her magic and forced him to transform back into a human.
"What do we have here? A little wolf boy who thinks he can challenge me?!" She had said while licking her lips.
"Maybe I’ll keep you as a pet. What do you say? Life as a pet or death?" She asked, eyes gleaming in a manic way. She clearly hoped for him to choose death.
"How about an alliance? I am being crowned Alpha of this pack tonight, and will be in charge." He had suggested, hoping she would take it and he didn’t have to resort to begging Abby to come save his ass. That would have been embarrassing, and possibly pointless.
Sylla had eyed him for en moment before nodding. "I accept this on behalf of my coven. But you owe me, little wolf." Then she had teleported away.
Daemon had kept telling himself it was the right choice, but never dared to tell his father of his weakness. Weeks had gone by, and Daemon became more and more sure Sylla was something he had dreamed. But then a message had arrived at his office. They were to have a meeting. She needed his help with something or other, and she reminded him he still owed her. freewebnovёl.ƈom
This was now months ago, and when Sylla learned (however she managed that) that he kept their alliance a secret from his pack, she had blackmailed him to become her servant.
As he stepped inside the clearing, Sylla and another woman, whom he didn’t know, were waiting for him.
