Caged Between the beta and alpha novel Chapter 88

Last night I wasn’t able to sleep… All I could think about was Damon’s words.

They had rejected one another… goddess..

The flames of hope had leapt up in my chest, but I had squashed them.

He had hurt me and then cast me aside.

Sure, he was hurt by many, he lost a lot… but I was hurting to….

I couldn’t hurt him more and myself too…

Why was the connection stil!l there? I hated it, I hated how we just couldn’t fall out of love as easily as we fell into love.

I rolled over in bed, staring at the rising sun through the gap in my curtain.

I would never open myself to anyone ever again, not until I met my mate… But before that, I needed to get over Damon to be able to even consider a mate.

It isn’t easy to get over someone as handsome, gorgeous, and loving as him.

In the nicest way possible, I wonder why Raven would choose Liam over him… Damon was far more- stop it.

I pushed the thoughts away and decided t o get ready for the day.

My morning ritual these days was training, showering, breakfast, then coming and trying to find something to break this curse.

Urgh, why was our pack suffering so much? Even the battle of Hecate’s betrayal took place here.

Two hours later, I had showered and dropped onto the bed, staring at the book, listening to music as I looked over my notes.

The only thing I could think of was an act that had to come from Liam himself, genuine and something he had to give.

Wait..

A sudden thought came to me and I jolted upright, staring at the page.

Did it mean h e had to give up his mate? My heart thumped, I may or may not be right… But I should tell Raven.

In a way, I was glad she had rejected Damon.

At least she wasn’t stringing him along.

He deserved better than to be treated like that.

“Raven?’ I called through the link.

Hey, Robyn!”

She sure had energy… I was aching after training and wouldn’t mind going to sleep again… a nap sounded good right about Mou ‘I had another theory, about the curse.

I’m sorry I’ve not been of much help, but- ‘Ooh! I’ll come over.

Is that ok?” ‘Sure.’ I said.

Sighing, I leant back and stared at the ceiling.

Damon’s words once again ringing in my ears.

Rejection…

I shouldn’t care.

Raven came soon after, and she held out a box of brownies.

“Luna Red made them.” She said.

“Oh… wow, she makes amazing brownies “I said, remembering Damon used to share these with me sometimes.

“Thanks.

%3D “You are most welcome…” She said, taking a seat on my bed comfortably.

I resisted a smile; Raven would be a good Luna.

She was the type of person who made you feel relaxed.

“So… I feel like this is going to be something Alpha Liam needs to figure out for himself..

but… I came up with one theory.

I hated this, I wish I never mentioned it.

What if I’ m wrong and I cause more issues? “Ouch..” She flinched, doubling over, the brownie falling from her fingertips.

“Raven!”

I panicked, my heart thudding as I rushed to her side.

“Aah!” She gasped, her heart racing, her face contorting with pain.

I looked around, unsure of what to do.

Just when I was about to mind link Damon, she gasped, letting out a breath.

“Are you alright?” I felt her forehead .

She nodded slowly, sitting up, but she was shaking slightly.

“Raven.

that’…” I looked at her sharply, my gaze falling to her neck.

“I’m ok!” She said apologetically.

“I’m so sorry about your bed!” She quickly began to scoop the crumbs up.

“Raven.

Have you had that pain before?” “Yeah, it’s happened a few times recently.

” She said, brushing her hand through her hair, breathing hard.

“Babe… I think you may be going into heat.” 1 said hesitantly.

I was sure she was, something told me she and Liam hadn’t gone to that extent.

Her face dropped, her heart thudding as she looked at me.

“Heat… It could be, please don’t mention this to anyone..

I’ll make myself a plan..

She whispered, her heart thumping.

“I don’t think hiding stuff is going to be wise.. “No, you don’t get it, I..

Now isn’t the time.

If I go into heat, I need to be alone.” She sounded worried.

“How about you link me if you do go into heat? Maybe we could have the ice packs ready and stay away from the packhouse.

“You’ll help me?” She looked surprised.

“Nope, I’m just going to take you far away from the packhouse and kidnap you.” I joked.

Actually, not a smart joke, especially with the killer that may or may not still be out there.

“Sorry for the bad joke, I’m not a jokey “I said apologetically.

person.

“That’s ok, you’re the smart one, I’m the jokey one.”

She grinned, as if she hadn’t just doubled over in pain moments earlier.

“You’re smart too.” I said, standing up, “You should tell someone though.

Going into heat… It’s not a joke.

Maybe mate before then…” I said.

“It might actually be wiser than just coping… But I know the mark wasn’t planned… Whatever you decide, I’m here if you need me.

“Thanks, Robyn..” She looked conflicted, I saw the flash of guilt and sadness in her eyes, and I knew it was not because of her situation but because of Damon.

“Stop with the face, it’s going to be ok.”

She nodded and we began to discues the curse once more, but like always, there were no more answers… Night had fallen and it was really late, I had fallen asleep at eight pm and woke up an hour ago, deciding to have a nice long bath.

It was almost three in the morning and I had just stepped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around me as I headed down the hall to my room.

Despite there being several bathrooms, there were still far more people here.

I really wish all the rooms had their own bathrooms.

Was there a way to pitch the idea forward? I turned the corner only for me to knock into a hard chest.

I gasped, stumbling back, my wet feet skidding on the floor, but a pair of strong arms caught me before I fell backwards.

“Easy!” My heart thudded as my brain registered the scent and touch of none other then Damon himself, his soft blue cyes were wide as his gaze dipped to my ridiculously small towel that had been pulled down slightly in my moment of stupidity, showing off more than a small amount of breast.

He looked away, quickly púlling m e upright.

“Sorry, you’re up late.”

He said, moving back as if I burned.

“You know I’m a night owl.” I said, fixing my towel, suddenly feeling very bare.

My stomach was a mess of nerves, my heart racing.

“Yeah..

uh..

night…” He said.

Our eyes met, I knew that it had thrown him off… It had confused me to… I missed his hold… But… It was a one-way thing he didn’t feel anything for me.

“Night..” I said as he quickly walked off towards the stairs and I returned to my room still feeling a little lightheaded…