CATHERINE.
"We need to talk."
I am startled out of my thoughts by the man's voice. I didn't even know when he entered.
I watch him stalk towards the foot of the bed and drop on it.
"First stings first, what is your name?" he asks with a grump.
"Catherine," I mumble.
"Sorry, can you speak up? I didn't hear you."
"My name is Catherine," I say louder.
"Hello, Catherine. I am Damon. It is nice to finally meet you."
I just stare at him, waiting for him to get to business.
"I am sorry for my past behavior," he begins in my silence. "I promise, I am not usually like this. I was just…
Offended?
Hurt?
I don't know. You saying you have a mate already puts me in a mood."
"It is okay, I think?" I don't understand what is going on anyway.
"So, I talked to my mother."
Huh?
"She explained a few things. Would you be willing to hear them?" he asks
"Sure."
Do I even have a choice?
He then proceeds to tell me some out-of-the-world legend that just doesn't make sense.
Wolf king? Queen? Me?
What the hell is going on?
"So, what do you think"?
What do I think?
"It is… a lot," I answer.
All this is weird. It's been barely two days since my birthday and since then, I have found my mate, been rejected, passed over for another, beaten to almost death, and been thrown into a river to drown.
Only to be saved by a strange woman and then be kissed within my life by who might be the most handsome man I have ever seen.
"It is. I know it is," he concurs. "How do you feel about it all?"
"I am sorry, who are you? I mean in this pack?"
"Oh, my apologies, I am Damon. The Alpha of the Blackwater pack."
Oh shit.
"What?!"
"Are you okay?"
"Oh my god. I am so sorry. I didn't mean to get into your territory," I rush out as I begin to scramble off the bed, bowing my head repeatedly in apology.
"Catherine, stop. Are you okay?" he says as he reaches for me only for me to flinch back and fall on my butt.
He looks over the edge of the bed to stare at me in shock. I, on the other hand, am mortified.
"Catherine, what happened to you?" he asks slowly.
"Nothing. Nothing Alpha," I say quietly as I pull myself to and stand at attention, waiting for him to hit me.
As usual.
Instead, all I hear is silence.
For minutes that feel like hours, I hear nothing. Almost like I was the only one in the room.
Finally, I pluck up the tiny courage to look up and I see him watching me. Intensely.
I immediately drop my head down in fear.
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