Chapter 89 089
Damien's POV
The situation is more complicated than I thought. I never knew something like this would be so obvious despite my efforts to keep it hidden. Maybe I have known her identity all along, and I just didn't want to admit to it. By standards, if our kind were still alive, probably it would have been much together.
But the fact that it's just the two of us left is enough to grab the situation. We were all meant to go extinct, and now those people don't want us to have a child together. Or probably they do want us to have a child together, but they want their hands on the child we will have, because we are both pure-blooded lycans.
So our child would be the most powerful if he was born. The blood that comes from a child like this is helpful in so many ways. People would want their eyes on our blood alone, not to talk of our child. I'm very sure the main target is the child, and I'm not going to let it happen. Not when I'm alive.
Amelia seemed to be upset about the fact that I didn't tell her what I discovered. I don't really know how to console or explain things to someone. I don't want to get on her nerves again. I saw her waving her brother goodbye, and she turned around immediately. I knew she was headed straight for me when I didn't leave. Once she arrived, she glared at me like she usually did.
"Are you going to explain what the hell is going on to me? You already know that I'm being targeted all along, or maybe you've known this for a long time, and this is the reason why you let me get close to you. Who am I? I'm not even sure if you are one of those people. What if you're the one who betrayed your own people just to get where you are today?"
I stared at her in disbelief. "Are you accusing me of killing our entire clan just so I could be the alpha of a pack at such a young age?"
I understand she's mad at me for hiding things from her, but isn't this too far-fetched? I don't understand why she's making assumptions like this when I was literally a child at the time. I also didn't know what exactly was happening, and I still don't know the full story of how our entire clan got killed.
"I mean… since you already know something like this, why did you hide it from me?" she fired at me again.
I took a big breath to answer her. "I wasn't trying to hide it from you. I just didn't get a chance to tell you yet because I wanted to confirm some things I just found out recently."
She shook her head. "At least you know who your own parents are. I don't really know my real parents, and it doesn't matter for me. Whatever those people did are in the past. Now that they are targeting me, I only have one mission, and it is to protect my child from them."
I sat down beside her, my hands gently rubbing her belly. "You don't have to worry about anything. I promise you that I won't let them anywhere around you or the baby."
She looked at me again for a moment, and I thought she was going to get mad at me. I was ready to receive the harsh speech from her when she suddenly hugged me. I froze, but a minute later I pulled away from her. I didn't understand why I suddenly felt sad. When I looked at her again, she had tears streaming down her face.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" I asked her.
"I suddenly felt so sorry for you and myself," she sniffled. "I can't believe you went through all those things alone when you were younger. No wonder you grew up like this."
She feels sorry for me? This is the first time I'm hearing her say something like this, and though I used to feel very offended if anyone felt sorry for me… now it's good to know she sees the truth about me, even if it seemed like she pitied me.
But I never got an opportunity to be pitied in the past, so I didn't think anyone would offer me any opportunity. When I became stronger, I wanted to hide away from people and never let them see my real feelings.
Who would have thought that words like this coming from her would make me feel better than I have in so many years?
"Don't worry, I'm going to help you out and bring you out of this cold shell you have," she continued. "We have a lot to do, but for now let's talk about everything that you've been doing all these years against other people."
"What did I ever do against other people?" I asked her in confusion.
She wiped her tears. "What do you mean by what did you do against other people? Don't you remember all the packs you attacked and all the people you killed? They must have provoked you, right?"
Should I tell her about it right now? I feel like she's just doing all of this to find out if I'm responsible for all those things or not. Or maybe she's just being sincere and I've built myself up too much to understand when someone cares about me. I don't really care about any of those things. All I want is for her to be by my side and nothing else.
"If you don't want to tell me about it, it's completely fine. I mean, I understand how you feel keeping things from people all this while because you didn't trust anyone. So you should understand how I feel about you and why I want you to feel the same way about me too."
She was about to get up, looking like she was actually leaving, so I stopped her.
"Fine. I'm going to tell you what you want to know. Are you asking me this because you feel like I might not have anything to do with it, or you just feel like I did these things and you want to know the reason?"
"I know this might sound offensive to you, but I want to know why you did all those things. There has to be a reason, right? And you also said you didn't do some things, so I just want to know the story behind it," she stated sincerely, and I couldn't stop myself from admiring her.
Just the way she smiled at me made me feel a little dizzy. I didn't understand how I felt at that moment. I clutched my chest a little bit. Is it what I feel for her that makes me feel this way, or is it the bond between us that is doing all of this again?
"Are you telling me or not? Why are you staring at me like that?" she suddenly snapped at me, bringing me back from my thoughts. Then I realized how long I'd been staring at her. It was a little bit embarrassing. I cleared my throat to tell her what she wanted to hear.
"All those things that I have been accused of doing… most of them I didn't do them. But no one would listen to me or believe me when I say it."
"You mean you never really did all of those things and they were blaming you for it?" she questioned in confusion.
"I know that you don't believe me anyway, but that's the truth. It sounds bitter most of the time, however that is the only real explanation behind it," I replied to her.
She shook her head. "It's not because I don't believe you. It's because it sounds very absurd. You're very powerful, and you did clear a lot of packs in the war against you. You're saying none of this was your fault?"
The prejudice that the world has against me is more than this. But I never really cared about it. Now that she's asking me about it, it seems like I care about her opinion more than anyone else's. Who cares if they think that I'm always a calamity wherever I go? It's not my fault that they are all born weak and they can't stand up to defend themselves. Then they have to blame everything that happens to them on the wrong person.
"I'm telling you the truth, Amelia, and it's only because it's you," I replied again. "I never did many of those things that I was accused of. And all those people I attacked… it was because they provoked me. You don't expect me to sit down and watch while they disrespect my people and attack us."
While I was younger, they used to pick on me for being a young leader. I thought I should be the bigger person and let go of many other things. But it never changed all through the years. And only when I started making everyone fear me did they all stop.
"Wow. This is the first time I'm hearing you defend yourself like this. And I feel like I've been wrong the entire time. You had a good side like this?" she stated in awe.
"That's because you never really tried to know me."