My Only Sunshine

Chapter 18

Four months ago

Damien POV

"Alpha... Alpha are you alright?"

I dropped the bloody knife from my hands and then sunk to my knees as I stared at what I just did, what I had to do to secure my Alpha title from being taken from me.

My hands were stained in so much blood I didn't know whose it was, I had killed so many over the years that it all mixed together, it became so faded that it didn't bother me anymore.

I was fine, I didn't have a single scratch on my body, but was I... fine?

"Alpha Wilder? Alpha?"

The man in front of me was bound to try and kill me one day, and take over everything that I, my family and my ancestors build for ourselves, our home, the peace we lived in, the connections we made to live amongst the humans.

I couldn't give that away, even if it took everything from me, I wasn't going to give in, she was still out there, and if I gave up now, what would that say about me to my pack? To my kind?

To my Queen?

I was appointed Alpha at twenty-seven by the oldest living wolf of our kind, and so far I've done a shit job of keeping it all together, still I kill to secure a title that meant nothing with her by my side.

"Damien."

I turn around and look at the faces of my closest friends, all with the same expression, all telling me the same thing they've told me for years now.

'Come back'

'Come home'

I should be there, but I couldn't stand it, every time I went home it only reminded me of the failure that I was, I was the shadow of a great Alpha line, but because of one fateful night I was broken in half.

I found my mate, my life partner in the body of an eleven-year-old girl.

Fate was cruel, I had been cast out and since then I've lived with the guilt of walking away, instead of just waiting for her to reach the right age so we could be together.

I had already stopped aging at the age of 33, and I felt like I was getting older, getting weaker without her, I spent so many years alone, hating myself, hating what I become.

The bodies I've burned up until now seem pointless, what was I even fighting for if I couldn't face what I had become?

"Damien, it's time to leave, if we stay here any longer none of us will make it back home." Theo said, as I rose to my feet and stared at the three bodies in front of me.

The blood was sinking into the snow, melting with it as I stared at the lifeless bodies of the sons of Killian Locke, Alpha and the only man who's failed to kill me all these years, but now I've killed the only thing he loved more than the desire to have my head as a mantlepiece.

He'll come for me personally for this, he'll try and take her from me, if he finds her and I wasn't there, there would be nobody to stop him from taking her from me.

"I'm... going home." It was time.

She didn't know me, that night she was so out of it that I was sure she didn't see me transform and run through the flames as I protected her small body with my large one.

I don't know why but for the past few months I've felt her close, not to me but home, even though I haven't seen her since, there was still a connection from the time I saved her.