Chapter 55 New beta
Chapter 55: The new Beta
Damon's pov
I was already irritated at whoever was knocking. But I forced myself to reign in my aura and all. I couldn’t afford to scare the little boy who was still trying to heal from his trauma.
“This better be interesting.” I growled slowly before opening the door to see Cornelius standing there like a shadow.
Cornelius was one of the shadow units' rising stars, and for now, my acting Beta. He was dressed in all black gear, the official dress code, and his expression was blank as always, but I could see a letter in his hands.
“From Alpha Graphus, he demands a request for a courtesy visit” he said simply, holding out a folded letter sealed with red wax.
“Demands?...” I repeated, my expression turning ugly.
Alpha Graphus was a fellow powerful alpha in our dark circle who had more pride than sense. He was a brute who believed that he could get anything with his fist. Honestly, him coming was nothing short of trouble to me.
I merely glanced at the front before I put it down. “Any other important problems?.”
His brow twitched, “The elders, they are becoming agitated…”
“I said any other problems ” I snapped,
He bowed his head, “No my king.”
“You are dismissed,”
He bowed again, turning to leave, but an idea suddenly came to my head.
“Tell the kitchen to prepare good food for my milo and bring it here.” I said, noticing the way his eyes crunched up, but I didn’t care. Maybe if I had cared, I would have realised that I had called Milo by his name outside.
Cornelius gave a curt nod and left without a sound.
I folded the letter in my hands, never planning to open it.
Stepping back into the room, I turned to see Milo still all curled up on the bed. His knees were folded up against his chest. He looked so fragile and small that made me want to scoop him up and wrap my hands around him. But I knew better now. I knew that inside that small fragile body of his lay a weapon of destruction. It wasn’t fragile in any way…
I realised too late that I had stopped to stare at Milo, who was now watching me cautiously with weary eyes.
It was small and hardly anything if you didn't look for it, but I have seen a lot of terrified and even horrified faces to know that look, so well. I wouldn't miss it for the world. The slight tightening of his shoulders, the way his slightly parted mouth I planned to do a lot of evil things, quivered like someone who was exposed to cold. And more especially the way his gaze dropped the moment our eyes met.
Not even the faintest hitch in his breathing escaped my notice.
“Fear” Dax growled angrily. The realization hit me like a trailer load of catties.
He was scared of me, terrified even.
The memory of that day suddenly flashed in my head without permission. My blood stained hands, the gasps that had shook a small part of my soul. I could remember the terrified look on his face so well, like it was imprinted in my soul.
An idea suddenly came to my head.
I moved to my desk that was filled with paperwork and lots of unread letters and unattended mails. I sat down on the chair before turning to the boy that was holed up at the far end of the room.
“Come here,”
He hesitated, glancing at me like he wasn’t sure if this was an order or something else. The brief delay angered my wolf, who wanted me to go and drag his ass here to me, but I refrained from doing so. At least for now, I needed to assure him that he was safe with me.
After 2 agonizing minutes of waiting, when I thought I would repeat myself for the second time, He finally moved. I watched him with hooded eyes as he made slow baby steps towards me. Like he was a prey, and I was the predator. My breath hitched, and my dick twitched painful in my briefs. The desire to pounce on him was becoming more tempting.
His innocence was beautiful and addicting and at the same time. He reached my desk, shifting from foot to foot on the shirt I had given to him that reached him to his knees. heads down, body lowered submissively…
“Mine” Dax's possessive voice boomed in my head like thunder.
But I maintained a straight face despite the war that was going on inside me. I patted my thigh. “Sit.”
His lips parted slightly, a flicker flashed across his shocked face, but he obeyed, he perched on my lap, straddling me, with the kind of wary grace that made my wolf rumble in satisfaction.
“Take him. Our mate, Mark him”
But I forced down every evil thought dax kept on projecting. I refused to think about his juicy ass that was just sitting above my dick. The way his thighs clamped round my waist, the feeling of his butt hole that continued to clench hungrily on my laps…
I shook my head, straightening my tensed shoulders as I searched for the right words to begin with. “About that day… you saw me. You need to know that those people were...”
I understand,” he said quietly, cutting me off from what I was saying.
That stopped me.
His eyes finally met mine. “It was war, and you did it to protect your pack.” he continued, his tone almost… resigned. “I know what that means.”
I wanted to tell him he didn’t understand. That whatever he saw wasn’t just about war or me being all righteous …that it was me being me. losing control in a way I never should have. That it wasn’t something to be brushed aside.
I wanted to tell him that It was me being the ruthless devil that everyone fears… but the words wouldn’t come. My mouth opened and closed, but nothing could come out.
For the first time in a long while, I found myself without an answer.
Having nothing to say, I turned my attention to the endless sheets of contracts, reports, and patrol summaries in front of me. Burying myself in them.
The silence between us wasn’t uncomfortable in any way. If anything, it was… comforting listening to the soft beating of his heart while working. I could barely feel his weight. His soft breathing tickled my neck every now and then, and every so often, I would catch his intoxicating scent in the air, a scent that made even the most tedious work feel tolerable.
Time blurred, just like that, Milo on my lap. While I did more work than I have ever done in a year combined.
Why haven't I thought of this before? I thought
another knock sounded at the door before it opened.
Cornelius stepped inside, and the scent of roasted meat and bread filled the air. “The food is ready, my k…king.”
I nodded, pointing at the space on the table. While not looking up from my work.
But I was forced to when the air suddenly changed, followed by a low growl that rumbled out from Milo's chest.
I immediately felt his thighs tighten around me, his body that had somewhat relaxed a bit tense all of a sudden.
He was glaring at my beta while growling ferociously, His wolf surging out to the surface.