Breed Me. Daddy Alpha novel Chapter 306

~Damon~

And then he leaned close, close enough that I could see the blood dried on his lip, close enough that the knife in my chest felt like part of him, part of his hand, part of the hate holding me down.

“I killed Father.”

Do you know what happens to a man when he hears those words for the first time? When his brother says it like he is talking about the weather, like he is telling you what he had for breakfast instead of confessing to killing the man who raised you both?

I will tell you what happens. The world goes quiet.

So quiet that I could hear the blood dripping from the blade buried in my chest. So quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat slamming like it was trying to break out of me before the next word fell.

So quiet that even my wolf, raging and snarling and clawing to take control, stopped moving for one single breath because he could not believe what he had just heard.

“You heard me,” Darren whispered. His smile curled like it had been waiting years to be unleashed. “I killed him. Our great, wise, perfect father. Your role model. Your king. The man you worshiped while he looked at me like I was nothing but the second son he never wanted. I ended him, Damon. Slit his throat myself while he slept.”

He twisted the knife again, while my whole body jerked against the ground, while the heat of my own blood spread under my back like fire running through dry grass.

“Do you want to know why?” Darren asked softly, like he was offering me a bedtime story while I choked on the air stuck in my own lungs. “Because even dying, you need to understand. You need to know how much I hated him. How much I hated both of you. How much I hated living my whole life in the shadows you cast.”

“Father always thought you were perfect.”

“The perfect Damon,” he said again, louder this time. “What about me? What about me!” His hand shoved the knife deeper as if the blade was supposed to make his words hurt more.

“I look exactly like you! I walk into a room and people see your face on my face. I breathe and they call me by your name. I laugh and they say I sound like you. And do you know what that does to a man? Do you have any idea what it feels like to be a shadow of someone you hate every time you look in the mirror?”

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