Chapter 55: Chapter Fifty Five
Lily POV
“What?” Tatum asks, sitting back down obviously deciding to stay.
“Nothing, just think it is interesting, that you three all have the same look in your eyes as you look at each other”
“And what look is that?” Trey asks, a smirk on his face.
“Are all of you sleeping together, I don’t care so no need to hide it” I ask, and I watch Tabitha’s face turn beet red and both Tatum and Trey smile at each other.
“That obvious?” Tatum says.
“I didn’t think you were bisexual, so honestly I am a little shocked” I tell them honestly.
“Well, I am going to make dinner” Tabitha dismisses herself, embarrassed as she walks out.
“Well, I am glad that is out because now I can stay without raising eyebrows” Tatum announces, then I realize the mark on his neck. I tilt my head to the side to get a better look.
“They both marked you?” Tatum nods his head before my eyes dart to Trey’s “and you them?”
“I haven’t marked Tabitha yet, but soon. She was a little busy planning a jailbreak” I nod in understanding. It wasn’t too strange that wolves gave up waiting for their mates. Some never find theirs because their mate dies, it also wasn’t too strange in today’s day and age that they were more open to having more than one mate.
I was more shocked that I hadn’t noticed earlier,
“Doesn’t help that we have been drugged off our faces for the last few days,” Says Layla and I realize she has been watching this entire time and feels calm and relaxed.
After dinner I notice I have more movement, and can walk without help.
My muscles were sore, but I didn’t need any help to shower or walk up the stairs, and I was feeling more like myself as the hours ticked by. When everyone went to bed, though. I couldn’t sleep, instead walking over to the park and sitting on the swings.
Tonight was a full moon, and I felt invigorated sitting under the stars and moon, feeling the moonlight on my skin. The breeze softly caressed my skin.
I was on the swings for about ten minutes when I heard a noise. Looking up, I see Damien walking out of the pack house.
He only had a pair of boxer shorts on, his beautifully sculpted body glistening under the moon. Seeing him walking down the long driveway, I go to get up and run for Tabitha's when he speaks, his voice catching in the breeze washing over me, and I can’t help the longing I feel as I see him get nearer.
“Please don’t leave” He says and I stop but remain wary as he approaches. He holds his hands up.
“I have nothing I promise and I have no pockets” He says pulling on his boxer shorts. I let out a breath and sat back on the swing. Damien sits on the swing next to mine. Neither of us say anything. Just sit in silence. When I can’t handle the quiet anymore, I look to Damien.
“Where is my father?” I ask, knowing his funeral would have already been.
“Aria had his body transported back, and he was laid to rest alongside your mother” He says. I hold back my tears and swallow the lump in my throat, nodding my head.
“I’m sorry” Damien says before reaching his hand out to me. I look at it but turn my face away and he drops his hand.
“I know what I did was wrong, I know that now, please come home” He says and I can hear the desperation in his voice.
“Of all the things you did, do you know what hurt the most?” Damien looks at me and shakes his head.
“You called me unhinged, I hate that word. I have heard it from so many people and yet coming from you, the one person I didn’t think I would hear say it. Hurt the most” I feel his guilt seep into me.
I see Damien get off the swing. “I know you hate me, and I know I should never have listened to my mother. I should have listened to Ryker. Should have known the moment I saw her. She was up to no good. But she is my mother and I” He doesn’t finish, just shakes his head.
“I’m sorry Lily, if it makes you feel any better I have spent all afternoon, removing the door and all the padding from the room. I will even let you do what you want with it,” He says, wrapping his hand around mine, which is holding the chain of the swing.
“Can I ask you a question?” I ask, looking at the house. He nods before sitting on the ground between my legs and resting his head on my thigh. I brush his hair with my fingers and I feel him shiver from my touch.
“Why do you live there?”
“What do you mean?” He asks, confused.
“I mean, after everything your parents put you through, why didn’t you tear it down?”
“It’s not the house’s fault, besides I have remodeled it, although the layout is still the same.
Honestly, I don’t know why” He says, looking up at me and I trace my finger over his nose. Damien grabs my wrist before pressing it to his lips and running his nose over the inside of it inhaling my scent.
“Can I ask another?” I feel him nod before he looks up at me. “What did your mother do, Tabitha said she was worse than your father”
He shakes his head.
" In some ways, she was. She never hurt me like he did. But I can understand why Tabitha would say that”
“You’re not going to tell me, are you?” He shakes his head and I sigh. Damien gets up and extends his hand to me, I look back at Tabitha’s house.
“I promise Lily, I won’t lock you up again,”
“Darian won’t let him Lily, you can trust him besides I have enough strength to shift, I can kick his ass if needed now” Layla tells me.
I hesitantly grab his hand and let him pull me up. I hear him sigh before pulling me against his side, wrapping his arm around my shoulder as we walk back home.