Fifty-One

Fifty-One
Lily POV

Max comes over and by that time I had finished prepping everything. Max helps me paint the walls all white and when we are done, we wait for the paint to dry. But seeing that the weather is pretty overcast today, I knew they would take hours before I could start painting the wall.
Damien had let me have to do as I please with. Max eventually went home, but the Alpha didn’t return till nightfall. All day I was left to my thoughts. Questions I wanted answers to. Damien has always been up in my business, yet he never answers my questions about himself. And with all the stuff going on with his mother just made me question his past more. Then there was the entire heat to worry about, Kade. My father’s death, everything just weighing me down and I was becoming homesick. I was watching TV when I heard the front door open. His voice echoing throughout the house.

“Lily?” He sings out.

“In here” I call out to him before I hear his footsteps walk around the corner and into the lounge room. He leans over the couch and kisses the top of my head. “Natalia put your dinner in the oven” I tell him, turning my attention back to the Tv.

“I already ate, sorry I took so long” He said before flopping down on the lounge next to me and tugging me to him. He puts his face in the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply.
“What’s wrong?” He asks when I don’t respond to his affection.

“Nothing, I just want to go home” I tell him before pressing the power button and turning the Tv off.
“This is your home Lily” He says confused.
“No, my actual home. You know where you kidnapped me from” I tell him and I hear him growl low, it rumbling through his chest.

“Why?” He asks, not even trying to hide his confusion.

“To see my family, to grab some things from my old pack house” I tell him.

“Maybe in a few days when things settle down, we can go for a day or two. I can’t be away from the pack at the moment” He says stretching.

“I can go by myself, it isn’t that far of a drive” Plus it would be nice to be away from everyone even if it is only a few days. Give me time to think.

“No, Lily. You’re not going anywhere without me” I roll my eyes before getting up. He grabs my wrist, tugging me down and onto his lap before wrapping his arms around me. I push on his chest.
“Just hear me out, please” He says kissing my hair. I slump against him, knowing it is no use and will just turn into an argument. I can’t be bothered even arguing at the moment, I feel deflated.

“In a few days, I promise I will take you. But please don’t try to leave. Kade is out there and so is my mother. What if they see you leave and attack while no one is with you?” He asks, making me sigh. He is right. It probably wasn’t the best time to leave the Pack, but that didn’t stop me longing for freedom.

“Fine, I will wait” Damien pushes me back on the lounge before moving between my legs, leaning his weight down on me. Damien kisses me softly before deepening the kiss. When I feel his hands roaming, I push on his chest, making him sit up. He groans, annoyed.

“Why? We need to finish the mating process; I know you want to. Why do you keep denying me?” He says frustrated.

“I told you why, just drop it Damien” I tell him getting up. Damien gets off the lounge before walking out slamming the front door behind him making me flinch. Walking up the stairs, I climb in bed. Layla coming forward instantly, her voice ringing loudly in my head.

“What’s wrong, Lily? You have been quiet all day and keeping your walls up. You were fine earlier until you found out about Damien’s mother?” She asks.

“I’m just tired, and everything is going wrong” I tell her. Layla continues to try to pry, but I push my walls up. Layla keeps pestering me though, so I hop up. Walking down the stairs, I go to the kitchen looking for something to drown her out. Opening the fridge, I see Damien’s beers. I pop the cap before downing the bottle and grabbing another. Half an hour later, I have drunk six and am feeling a little woozy when Damien walks in naked through the back door and I can tell he went for a run. He walks over to the fridge and I lean on the counter watching him.

“Lily, you know I don’t like you drinking” He says looking back at me. I shrug, finishing the bottle, when I hear him sigh before grabbing two more out and handing me one.
“That’s it no more after that one” He says, giving me a pointed look before taking the top off his one eyeing me.

“What’s going on with you?” He asks curiously.

“Nothing, Layla is bugging me,”

“About the entire mating process or your weird mood?” He asks.

“Both” I tell him honestly. I knew Layla wanted to finish the mating process, but she would not force me, she understood my reasons.

“I’m just in a weird mood” I tell him while walking out of the kitchen.

Damien follows me upstairs, before turning the shower on and walking back out. “I can put you in a better mood” He says walking over to me still naked and standing in front of me. I raise an eyebrow at him when he stands in front of me with his junk in my face.

“Tempting but no thanks” I tell him, he walks off hopping in the shower, I lay back down on the bed feeling a little tipsy.

Damien walks out before going into the walk-in and I hear him groan. My lips turned up slightly. Earlier, when I got the washing off the line with Natalia, I just jammed it in the draws.

“Lily” He groans, I hear him pulling everything from the draws, he walks out with a pair of shorts on and an armful of clothes. He dumps them on the bed. I watch as he folds, and I sit up to help him. Folding one of his shirts, he snatches it from my hands in frustration and refolds it.

“You know you would make an excellent housewife. Maybe we should switch places. I will be Alpha and you Luna” I tell him, and he raises an eyebrow at my words before shaking his head.

“Maybe learn to clean up after yourself and I won’t have to” He says, grabbing a pair of pants and folding them neatly.

When he finishes, he puts them away and I just let him go. No matter if I help, he will just rearrange anything I do. Damien comes out before shoving my legs apart and lying between them. I raise my knees getting ready to kick him off, but he just folds his arms over my hips and props his chin on them watching me. I brush my fingers through his hair, and he closes his eyes.

“Are you going to tell me what’s eating at you?” He asks. I roll my eyes at him and go to move when he holds me in place by pushing his weight down on my hips.

“Everything” I tell him. He seems to think for a second. Before he speaks, I ask him a question.

“What did your mother do?” His eyes snap to mine.