Talking to Damien

Book:Their Human Mate Published:2024-6-22

Ember
I covered the plates in foil and took two bottles of water as I walked through the attic and up the latter leading to the roof. Damien was sitting there, and saw me, but didn’t move. Small progress, I suppose. I took his food out of the bag I had along with his water and handed it to him. He looked at it then back up to me.
“Please take this plate. It is hot” I told him, looking into his silver eyes. He sighed, then took the plate away from me and the water. I walked to the opposite side of the roof, knowing he did not want me too close to him. He looked at me and I pretended not to notice as I sat down and pulled out my food, starting to eat. The view of the pack land could be seen from here and under the moonlight, it really was beautiful. We stayed silent for a while, eating, and looking out onto the pack land. I decided to break the silence. I looked at him. He was lying down on his back with his eyes closed after he had finished eating, with his hands behind his head. He looked at peace.
“Why do you hate humans?” I asked him. He was silent but his ears perked up, so I knew he heard me. He didn’t answer me. Welp, so much for trying, I thought to myself, before collecting his plate and getting ready to go back down the ladder.
” It’s all I’ve ever known”, he says in response. His eyes were open, and they were looking at me. Not in his usual mean way, but more in a confused way. I climbed back up and sat the bag down with the empty plates. I took a seat near my spot.
” I get it. You were raised that way. Never really given another choice.” I spoke. He was silent. Not answering me. I sighed and laid on my back, looking up into the stars. I could feel his gray eyes staring at me.
” Why did you run away from Ryder?” he asked me. I paused. Well, that was definitely not the question I was expecting.
” He killed my mother”, I said after a few brief moments. I didn’t really want to go into that with him though.
” Typical humans, running from their problems. Let me guess, you ran crying to my brothers to get them riled up to kill him?”, he said, and I sat up.
” Fuck You, Damien”, I said, not wanting to talk about it anymore. I just told him something personal and he just spat it back in my face. He could go to hell.
” Whatever.” he said, staring back into the sky. I was so pissed that I missed a tile walking to the stairs and tripped, falling over the cliff and screaming. Before I had time to register what was happening, a pair of arms caught my fall. I looked up. It was Damien. He set me down at once, like my touch burned him.
“Human and clumsy. What a pitiful match”, he stated. I reached up and slapped him. I know I should have been grateful he just technically saved my life, but I was angry. He growled and approached me quickly, gripping me by the throat.
” I wouldn’t try that again if I were you”, he growled in my ear. I was pissed, but my body under his touch was having the complete opposite reaction and I knew he smelled it.
” Or what, Damien? What will you do? Kill me? You should have let me fall to my death then”, I choked out. He let me go, and I rubbed my throat.
” A mistake I will gladly correct next time”, he replied. My eyes watered up at that. He really was a monster.
” You know what, your brothers keep telling me to wait. To give you a chance to see me for who I am. Not just some human you happened to be mated with, but the actual me. Give you a chance like I gave Seth, but you know what? You are just another fucking dick, just like the men I grew up fucking dealing with. You sit there, saying horrible things to make me hate you, so I will stay away from you, when the truth is, your just like your brothers when it comes to this fucking mate bond. I see the way you look at me, just as I saw the pride in your eyes when I took out that she wolfs in your club. Your stubborn and stuck in your fucking ways and I am done, Damien. I am fucking done, Damien. If you want me, it will be your turn to reach out to me. Until then, fuck off” I ranted.
He stood there, listening to me, and even smiled at me.
“You done, human” he taunted me.
“Screw you, hybrid”, I said, walking back into the mansion. I went to my room, hearing him behind me and I kept walking until I ended up in my Luna’s room. Someone had already fixed the windows. I slammed the door, but he opened it and closed it right behind him. I turned to him with my eyes narrowed. What does he want now?
“What the fuck do you”, I started but my lips were covered before I could finish the sentence. The taste of his lips ignited a fire in my belly, and I wanted more. I hated him, but I wanted more. How was that even possible? His kisses were aggressive, matching his nature, and I found myself getting lost in it. He pinned me against the wall, holding my hands above my head with one of his hands. His other hand found its way into my shorts, and he used his fingers to pinch my clit, making me gasp against his lips.
“Damien “I moaned.
“Shut up. Just feel”, he demanded, and I whimpered, obeying. How was it, that a second ago, I was yelling at him, now here I am, with his fingers down my shorts. With the constant clitoral stimulation and the rough kissing, I was close to coming.
” Damien I”, I panted. He took that moment to take his fingers out of me and unpinned me from the wall and stepped back. I was in tears, pissed. He just denied me the very thing I enjoy. He smiled as I was panting in fury.
“You… You…” I cried out. I was hyperventilating, and he was just enjoying it. Enjoying my pain. He really was the worst. I hated him. I fucking hated him.
“FUCK YOU”, I said, pushing him and leaving the room. I went into Carter and Seth’s room and climbed into bed. I heard knocking on the door and smelled my other mates.
“Come… in..” I said, sniffling. I was in their room, and they were the ones knocking. The three of them saw me and were at my side at once. I was sure they all heard what happened with their wolf hearing.
“Damien is a dick” Carter said to me, pulling me close to him.
” I hate him. I fucking hate him. I wish that he was never my mate”, I said, angry, sniffling, and I meant it. He used the mate bond to make me hot for him, then turned it against me. Deep down, I was just as angry with myself. I let him do it. He used me for humiliation, and I would never allow him to use me ever again. Carter and Jordan held me, and Seth took the couch, until I fell asleep.