And Then There Were Four novel Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Dealing with Allison

Damian POV

Walking into my office, I felt a surge of anger wash over me that I and my wolf couldn’t understand. I wanted more than anything to claim her as mine and make it to where she couldn’t leave. But then I would open my mouth and do nothing but push her away.

I was a fucking fool to think that this mate bond or whatever stupid nonsense it was actually held meaning.

Ivy was right about one thing, though. I’m the only Alpha in history that rejects the idea of having a mate, and that was something that most didn’t appreciate.

As I approached my liquor cabinet, I didn’t stop myself from reaching for the amber-filled bottle, pouring myself a glass to down my sorrows. It had become the only thing I could do lately to dampen my mind from thoughts of her.

Her sweet and gentle nature always pulled me in, and when the fiery spark in her came to life, my wolf and I were automatically turned on.

Just thinking about her in that way made my dick throb with anticipation over the day I would finally get to have her. If she even let me.

Lost in my thoughts, my phone rang to life, and with a groan of irritation, I pulled it from my pocket to see that Allison was calling.

“Hello?” I replied, annoyed by her continuing pestering.

“Damian, I’m just letting you know we will be back late tonight instead of tomorrow.”

Rolling my eyes, I sighed, “okay and why were you calling me to tell me this?”

“Well, because I want to see you when I get there.” She replied with amusement, lacing her tone. Disgust filled me, thinking about how many times she tried to hint to me that she and I would be strong together. I was older than the others when we went to live with her and considering that Allison was nothing but power-driven. I knew her end game.

“I will be in bed, Allison.” I stated firmly. “Ivy and I have a lot to do tomorrow before we leave.”

“Ivy?!” she shrieked, “I thought you got rid of that little useless bitch, Damian.”

A warning growl left my lips at her words. “Watch how you speak about her. She is still my mate.”

Laughter filled the other side of the phone, and I knew her and Zane coming back was going to cause nothing but problems. “Mate? Last time I checked, you and the others lost your mate. It’s time you get rid of that little harlot and take a chosen mate, Damian.”

I didn’t miss the way she emphasized the words chosen mate.

Deciding to save my battles for another day, I hung up the phone, gripping it tightly in my hand. I had no doubt that when Allison got back with Zane, she was going to cause issues with Ivy.

I only hoped Ivy would be able to stand her ground.

Because if she wants to be Luna one day-she will have to deal with Allison.

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Ivy POV

Waking the next morning, I expected the arrival of my father. Damian had said that he was to arrive sometime today, and as much as normal girls would be excited I was not.

Fully dressed, I left my room and made my way down to the kitchen to make coffee. The sounds of voices carried towards me, and two of them weren’t supposed to be here yet.

As I rounded the corner, I came face to face with Allison and my father. Both of their eyes fell upon me with disgust.

Chapter 47: Dealing with Allison

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“What the hell are you doing in here?” Allison snapped.

Her words brought my attention back to the present. “I’m sorry what?”

Narrowing her eyes, she sneered, “I said, what are you doing in here? You have your own place to live, and my house isn’t the location.

My father stood there with a smug look on his face that disgusted me. He was really going to allow her to talk to me like that. As if I was the issue.

“I don’t know who you think you’re talking to like that, but if you have an issue, you need to talk to Damian because the last time I checked, HE is the Alpha, and this is HIS house.”

“How dare you speak to her like that!” my father yelled, causing me to flinch at the moment. “You will never speak to her in such disrespect,”

Rage burned through me that he was taking her side on this. All I ever wanted was for my father to actually care about me, and even now, he didn’t. He was nothing but a disappointment.

“No!” I scream, slamming my hand against the counter. “Neither of you will speak to me the way you are. You do not have a say in my life, and you will have respect for me.”