With the two wolves and four people standing in the elevator, space is quite crowded, but I wish we stayed there longer. As soon as it stops, I feel a pain in my stomach starting. I’m so nervous, I can barely breathe.
The door opens, but only Nathaniel, Liam, and the pretty she-wolf exit the elevator. This is two floors beneath mine. Is one of the brothers living here, too? Or both?
“We will see you later, princess.”
The door closes again, and this time, the siblings and I exit the right floor. How can I be so tense already? I feel like a storm is waiting for me behind the door. Tonia opens it for me, but both siblings flee to the kitchen, leaving me alone to face Damian.
I take a deep breath and step in. I take out my sweater to leave on one of the chairs, as it got tainted with blood somehow, and I feel way too hot. When I finally enter the main room, Damian is standing against the glass wall, looking right at me with his silver eyes, arms crossed.
Even when he is fuming like this, I find him breathtakingly handsome. I feel scared, but not as much as I was before. I slowly walk up to him, and his eyes won’t leave me. I stop when I’m within arm’s reach from him.
“I’m sorry.”
“For what?” He asks with that cold tone again.
“For leaving the apartment without warning anyone or saying where I went.”
I really am. I should have at least left a note for them to know. I realized it while speaking with Bobo in the car. I only wanted to exit the apartment, but I didn’t think about how much it would make Bobo or Tonia worry. Or Damian.
“You could have been killed.”
I sigh. “Liam was with me.”
“Liam is an eighteen-year-old brat!”
“An eighteen-year-old lead Hunter. And what choice did I have?”
“You should have stayed right where you were!” He suddenly yells with a bang on the wall.
“Don’t get mad, please,” I whimper, taking a step back.
“I am already mad, Nora! You knew I didn’t want you to go out, and you still did! You put yourself in danger, and you told no fucking one!”
His voice echoes on the wall, and I can’t help but step back again. This situation is much scarier than the one before. I find myself defenseless facing him, and he so furious right now I have no idea what he is capable of. I have flashbacks, no good memories. Damian breathes heavily, his fists are clenched. Why does it have to be like this?
Well, I’m not giving in to him. I feel like if I don’t step up to him right now, I will never be able to express myself ever again.
“You can’t keep me locked here forever, Damian. I will go out again, with your permission or not. I shouldn’t even need to ask you!”
“Why won’t you listen!”
He suddenly steps forward and grabs my shoulders.
“Nora, you could have been hurt or killed! You went out there, and if anything had happened to you... If anyone had put a hand on you, I swear I would have slaughtered each one of that wretched Clan! The only reason I stayed back is that Liam said you were with him, Nathaniel was coming, and you were finally taking them to your Clan!”
I grab his shirt and try to push him back, but he just won’t let go. I use all my strength to repel him, but he won’t move an inch. Why is he so strong! Though his hands are not hurting me, I hate to feel trapped like this! I can’t help but start tearing up, exhausted from everything that happened, from yelling and fighting with him.
“Let go of me! Why are you so interested in finding my Clan in the first place? You don’t know anything about me, yet all you talk about is getting to those people! Let me go! I hate this!”
“They hurt you, Nora! Those people abused you for years! I will never forgive them for what they did to you! And they are going to pay for every single time they dared to touch you!”
His voice is so cold I get the chills. Why is he so mad? I try to push him away from me again, ignoring my stupid crying. I understand that he saw my scars, but that’s not enough for this murderous intent I can feel from him!
...No, there is something else. I remember what Tonia said in the car, and suddenly, the reason for Damian’s anger becomes so clear. I stop trying to push him away, slowly realizing the truth.
“...You felt it.”
I look up into his eyes to see if I’m right, and he suddenly releases me, his arms falling to his sides. I stare at him, completely stunned by what just hit me. I would never have imagined such a thing a few hours ago, but now that explains it all. Everything about Damian’s actions towards me. His eagerness to know where I come from. His hatred for my Clan, and even his extreme protective attitude towards me. My hands tighten on his shirt, and I whisper in a breath.
