“What do you need money for?”
Why did he suddenly get angrier? He’s looking at me with such a menacing look, I feel like he might shred me to pieces if I give him a wrong answer! I can’t help but crawl back a few inches on the sofa. What is wrong with him? What is he thinking now?
“You’re scaring me...”
“I asked what you need money for, Nora.”
Stop looking at me like this! I’m shivering all over already!
“I just... just don’t want to be in need again,” I stutter anxiously.
He keeps looking at me for a while and finally stops glaring. He doesn’t look so angry anymore, I can relax a little. Moon Goddess, what was that? What answer was he thinking of that would make him so furious?
“...You won’t.”
I look at him, still shaken up from what just happened. He doesn’t seem to realize what state he got me in. I do understand how people can fear him so much now. Even when I angered Vincent in the past, he never scared me to that level. What’s going to happen with Damian from now on? He is my mate, and I can’t get out of that. But what if I make him mad someday?
I catch my breath again, trying to regain some of my composure. I run a hand through my hair with my fingers, getting to relax a little with my tea.
“Damian... What did you think I was going to say?”
I didn’t really want to ask. But I thought, maybe if I knew, I might get to understand Damian a bit better and get closer to him somehow. After all, I had no idea why he was angry. And we barely know each other, so how would I get to know without asking?
“Nothing.”
Is he playing the silent one now? I sigh. We have so many secrets to keep from each other... I wonder how long this will last. We might have been the worst people to be picked to be each other’s mates if I think about it. Aren’t we opposites somehow?
A long silence follows, but I don’t really mind.
I grab one of the large cushions to put on my legs and observe him. He does look tired. His black hair is disordered, and his shirt is slightly wrinkled. I guess he didn’t entirely lie about the being busy part.
“How is it? With... the Clan?” I ask.
“Annoying.”
I frown at his weird answer. He doesn’t look like a very enthusiastic Alpha, for someone at the head of such a large pack...
“What about Nathaniel? Why isn’t he your Beta?”
“Nathaniel is an Alpha; he rules his own part of the Clan. My family wolves are not Beta materials...”
I suppose that can happen, too. Being an Alpha usually runs in the blood, and considering how intimidating Damian is, he probably couldn’t submit to anyone. But I thought Nathaniel to be a bit less dominating. I suppose their pack is big enough for them to split the work... That’s not unusual among large packs, as sometimes they have way too many members for one Alpha to handle, so they would divide between smaller packs and have other wolves be Alphas to handle it better.
“What about your younger brother?”
“Liam is too young. He’s just training as Lead Hunter for now.”
Too young? He looked like a teen around my age when I saw him. He may be young, but he could perfectly be an Alpha also... Maybe he seems older than his real age is, then. Or he’s too immature for now. But if he is already Lead Hunter, it means he must already be well respected within the pack.
Talking about Alpha stuff, I wonder why the Moon Goddess chose me to be his mate. We have nothing in common, and I don’t really see myself as an Alpha material either... How could I ever stand as equal to Damian? Surely his pack would see me as a joke. I was the lowest on my previous pack, and now I must prove myself to the Blood Moon Clan? Was there a mistake somewhere? There should be hundreds of other women more prepared and ready to takethe job! Being the mate of the Alpha leader would mean I have to be above all other wolves!
How could that wolf ever be... me?
I wake up a bit later, and I realize I’m in my bed.
Damian! Did I fell asleep on the couch? I panic a bit, but after a second, I realize he is sitting just next to me. I feel his hand gently caressing my hair. Behind him, I can see it’s still dark outside.
“What time is it?”
