Breed Me, Daddy Alpha-Chapter 316

"You are not obsessed with me. You are obsessed with hurting me. You are obsessed with control. You are obsessed with power. You are obsessed with watching me crawl and break and shatter. That is not obsession. That is not love. That is sickness. You are sick. You are twisted. You are evil."

My tears poured so fast I could barely see him but I still saw that smile. That smile that made my stomach twist until I wanted to throw up every piece of myself. He was smiling because my pain was his victory.

"I hate you," I spat, my whole body shaking.

"I hate you more than I have ever hated anyone. I would rather die than let you touch me again. Do you hear me. I would rather die. I swear I will rip my own throat open with my teeth before I let you own me.

"You can punch me. You can drag me. You can bleed me until I am nothing but bones and screams. But you will never own me. Never."

I was trembling so violently I thought I would split apart. My stomach burned. My chest hurt. My blood felt like fire.

I was sobbing and shaking and my wolf was howling so loud inside my head I thought my skull would crack. She was clawing. She was snarling. She was screaming that Damon was coming. That I had to hold on. That I could not let this bastard have me.

And my lips kept moving because I could not keep anything in. "Damon. Damon please come. Damon please hurry. He is killing me. He is killing them. He said he wants them gone. He said he wants them out. He said he does not care. Damon I cannot. I cannot breathe. I cannot walk. Please. Please come."

I clutched my stomach tighter like I could hold my babies in with my bare hands. I was rocking and sobbing and whispering his name over and over. "Damon hurry. Damon please hurry. I am dying. I can feel myself dying. He wants me gone. He wants them dead. Please Damon. Please."

And in the middle of my sobbing and begging I felt it again. That voice. Hold on kitten. Do not let go. I am almost there.

"Goddess save me. Goddess save my babies. Goddess please let Damon come now. Please let him come before it is too late. Please let him tear this bastard apart before he kills me. Please."

"You fucked up bitch just fucking shut up!" Tasha shrieked, and then her foot slammed into me.

I screamed so loud my throat ripped open. "Ahhhhhhhhhh. Stop. Stop it.

I looked up through the blur of tears and saw her. Saw her standing there with her smirk like my pain was candy. Her eyes were bright, glittering, drinking in my suffering like wine.

"You bitch," I spat between sobs, my chest heaving so hard it hurt to speak but I did not stop. "You evil disgusting bitch.I hope Damon tears you apart. I hope he rips your heart out and shoves it down your throat. I hope you choke on your own screams."

"Damon will kill you!" I shouted so hard my throat tore. "Damon will tear you open. Damon will burn you alive. Damon will make you beg for mercy and you will not get it. He is coming. He is here. He is..."

And then it happened.

The door didn’t just open. It blew apart.

The hinges snapped, the wood cracked, and pieces flew everywhere like someone had set off a bomb inside the frame. Dust shot up so fast it burned my throat and I coughed.

And then I saw him.

Damon.

Oh my God it was Damon. He looked like hell and fire at the same time.

His eyes. Oh God his eyes. They were red and burning and angry and beautiful all at once. My whole body broke apart when I saw them.

I laughed and cried in the same breath. I couldn’t stop. My mouth wouldn’t close. "I told you. I told you he was coming. Do you see. Do you see him. Damon is here. Damon came for me. You called me crazy. You said he was dead but look at him. Look at him. He’s alive. He’s here. He’s mine."

Tasha’s face went pale like all the blood left her body. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish. Darren’s smirk broke. I saw it. He tried to hide it but he knew he was dead.

"Damon!" I shouted, sobbing, almost laughing, almost choking. "Damon. Damon. Damon. I told you he was coming. I told you. You didn’t believe me. You thought I was insane but look at him now. Look at him."

And then he looked at me. His eyes locked on mine through all the dust and dirt and blood and my whole chest collapsed. My tears poured harder because it was real. It was him.

"Kitten. You held on."

I broke. I sobbed so hard I thought I was going to throw up. My whole body bent over but hearing him say that made me alive again. He knew. He saw me. He knew I didn’t let go.

Then he looked at them. At Darren. At Tasha. His fists clenched. His jaw tightened. He looked like he could tear the world apart with his bare hands.

And then his lips pulled into the kind of smile that promised blood.

"Now watch me burn them."