Damon’s POV:
I was angry! No, I was furious about everything! How could she pretend not to be one of my kind?. And how stupid was I not to sense what she truly was? Werewolf or not, I was supposed to figure out what she was. Was I blinded by emotions as I was in the past?
“Why me, Moon Goddess, Why?” I asked in a cracked voice as I slowed down my pace in the passage.
A lump was forming in my throat, and my eyes were getting blurry from the tears I was refusing to shed.
I was still a weak Alpha, even after going through so much pain in the past. I still wanted Sherry to stay by my side. Why was the Moon Goddess giving me such horrible mates to love? I was always good to my pack mates, and I even loved my first mate wholeheartedly. Yet, I suffered a huge loss when my pack went down. Was this punishment for my past sins?
My pack was the center of all information because we took in a lot of different rogues who knew so much. Besides that, Maggie came from a long bloodline of seers, although she wasn’t one. Whenever we wanted to find out or discover something that we couldn’t easily have solutions to, we requested her help. She would invite one of her cousins, a seer who would tell us what she sees. Although she saw almost everything, she could never see the future. Her prophecies were entirely based on the past and present.
When my pack was rebuilding, I was so determined to protect each and every pack member. That’s why I asked Maggie to summon her cousin.
When she arrived, I asked her if there were any packs I should avoid to protect my people. She pointed out Ian’s pack because she saw how brutal and horrible it was. She then went on to tell me how messed up the pack members were. I learned everything through her, and I made it my top priority to never come across any high rank of that pack.
Who could have guessed that their previous Luna would be my second chance mate?. I had no idea what to do or how to accept this.
My first mate was a psycho bitch who wanted me dead, although she was a virgin.
And now my second chance mate has turned out to be a total whore who slept with more than one partner and a thirsty maniac who almost eliminated her Alpha for more power.
The moon goddess definitely wanted to kill me through them.
“Alpha!” Maggie called loudly from behind, startling me.
I had thought she was asleep, seeing how late it was.
I closed my eyes, took in a deep breath, and then opened them.
“What is it?” I asked huskily.
“Our Luna, is trembling and crying while crawling in your room. I tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t listen to me. I don’t know what you found out about her or what she did to make you so upset, but please forgive her. The poor girl is already blind, and we both know how she pleaded for death. You were the one who gave her hope to live. Imagine what she would do now that you no longer act like you want her,” she said seriously.
It was obvious she knew a lot more about Luna than I did, yet she pretended not to.
“Is she a threat to me?” I asked in a low tone.
“What?” she asked.
“Don’t play dumb, Maggie. I asked you if she is a threat to me or not,” I yelled.
“Not according to Seria. When you ordered me to take good care of Sherry, I was concerned about everything. That’s why I called Seria on the phone to ask if she could come over here and see who Sherry really was. But surprisingly, she said she had already seen her in her vision, so there was no need for her to come over. From there on, I learned who Sherry was and what she had gone through,” she answered, then sighed softly.
“Alpha, please trust me when I say she’s not a threat. That girl has gone through so much since losing her wolf and sight. She truly wanted to die, and she has no one to turn to besides you. Although she doesn’t see the future, she assured me that our Luna has no evil or bad intentions. She said that Sherry is broken badly, and it is a miracle that she’s still trying to survive after the rejection, banishment, losing her wolf, and eyes,” she said as my heart ached badly.
“Even so, why did she pretend not to be one of our kind?” I asked loudly.
“Because she was scared, Alpha. The girl has no eyes to see what kind of pack we are, and all werewolves know that trespassing on an Alpha’s territory leads to death. She knew that if she told you the truth, the same day you would have killed her,” she answered louder.
“She wanted death,” I pointed out.
“Yes, but not a painful one! She obviously thought about how you would hand her over to the warriors, and they would do as they pleased with her because that was a common way of slave torture in her previous pack. The men had more power over the females. The conquered pack females were given to the warriors to be their sex slaves. That alone would terrify anyone in their right mind!” she exclaimed.
I turned and faced her seriously.
“Are you saying that she kept quiet because she was scared of what I might order my men to do to her?” I asked.
“Yes,” she answered seriously.
I brushed my hand over my face, then dropped it.
“Already, her telling you the truth before you find out on your own should mean something. She has never lied to you, Alpha. She just wasn’t ready to tell you her whole story,” she said.
I was about to respond when I picked up the scent of Sherry’s blood.
I quickly ran back, barging into the room.
My breath hitched as I rushed to her side, lifting her up in my arms.
On the floor was a shattered glass jar that was on my desk. I usually used it for flowers once in a while when Maggie had picked them from the garden.
On those broken, shattered pieces of glass were blood drops.
I looked at her carefully and noticed that her beautiful face was still wet with tears, and her hands and feet were bleeding.
“Maggie!” I called loudly.
She immediately walked in and gasped loudly before rushing back.
I moved with her to the bed and tried to carefully put her down, when she curved her arms around my shoulders.
“No!” She screamed.
“I just want to ..”
“No, please.” She sobbed, cutting me off.
I sighed heavily and sat down with her on my lap at the edge of the bed.
“I wanted to get the first aid kit for you.” I said softly as she tightened her hold around me.
“No, please, I’m begging you.” She sobbed in a painful tone.
The door burst open and Maggie walked in with a first aid kit in her hands and a bottle of disinfectant.
She moved closer and knelt next to me, putting down the kit. She carefully touched her feet while looking at them.
“The cuts aren’t deep.” She whispered then opened the kit and grabbed a swab.
“This will sting, a lot.” She whispered while opening the bottle of the disinfectant.
“Do it.” I ordered as I wrapped my arms around Sherry’s waist, leaning my head gently against hers.
I was hoping the tingles I felt were enough to calm her down as well because she was still my mate, so it was possible she felt them too.
“Ah,” she made a low, painful sound as Maggie began cleaning her feet.
“Remember when you said you wouldn’t kill yourself?” I whispered softly as Maggie glanced at me with a glare.
“I didn’t want to kill myself, I just wanted to find my way to you,” she sobbed.
“Alpha, it was an accident,” Maggie said through our mind link.
“I know. So continue cleaning her feet while her attention is fixed on me,” I answered back, still using our mind link. Then, I watched as she slowly continued to do just that.
After some time, she began bandaging both of her feet slowly and with care.
“Can I see your hands now?” she asked.
“Sure, go ahead,” I answered on her behalf.
After she was done bandaging her, I needed to talk to Sherry to clear up everything between us and find a way to move forward past everything.