Breed Me. Daddy Alpha novel Chapter 300

Lyra

Oh my God, it was Damon, and the second I heard his voice, the one that always made my knees go weak even when he wasn’t pissed off, I knew someone was about to die because he did not sound like a man anymore, he sounded like a storm that had been waiting its whole life to destroy everything in its path.

Darren was standing there with blood on his lip, actually smiling, like he didn’t just almost get himself killed twice over tonight, like he wanted to make it three times because apparently his brain had leaked out with all that blood and left nothing but madness behind.

Damon stepped forward, he wasn’t rushing, he wasn’t yelling, he wasn’t doing anything except clenching his fists so tight his knuckles looked white even in the shadows.

He stopped right in front of Darren and I swear my pulse was so loud I could not even hear the wind anymore, just the pounding inside my ears like my own body was screaming run run run but my legs were jelly and I couldn’t even move if I wanted to.

“You touched her,” Damon said, and it was soft, way too soft, the kind of soft that makes every hair on your body stand straight up because it isn’t calm, it’s the kind of soft that happens right before the earth opens up and swallows you alive.

“She scratched me first. On my dick!,” Darren said, smirking like the idiot he was, wiping his lip with the back of his hand like this was some casual conversation at the bar instead of him standing two seconds away from meeting God.

“And I liked it. I liked the fight in her. I liked how she looked when she thought she was brave enough to face me. You can’t keep a girl like this safe forever, brother. She’s fire. She burns. I wanted to be the one to feel that fire.”

I nearly exploded because was he actually insane saying all of this with me standing right there like I was invisible, like I was a pair of shoes he was bargaining over instead of a human being who had almost been assaulted two seconds ago while he was talking about it like it was some kind of romantic poem.

“Darren,” Damon said, and this time his voice so deep I flinched back because I knew something was about to happen and I was right because before I could even blink Damon moved so fast the whole world blurred for a second.

One punch again. That was all it took One punch and Darren was flying backwards into the tree so hard the branches rained down leaves and bark and I screamed because it didn’t even look real, it looked like one of those insane action movies where men weigh nothing and physics doesn’t exist.

“You conniving bastard! You did it! You burnt the pack house!”

My head whipped around so fast, what? My heart was already racing from everything else happening but now it just dropped straight through the floor of my stomach because Damon’s eyes were glowing, glowing like I had never seen before, his teeth clenched so tight I could hear it grind over the pounding of my pulse in my ears, and his whole body was trembling with so much rage I thought the ground might split open under his boots.

“You think you could cover your tracks?” Damon snarled. “You think you could play me like a fool, but I am way smarter than you, Darren. Way smarter. And you..you fucking fool..you thought I wouldn’t find out?”

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