Chapter 159: Staying
Olivia's
Alpha Damien grunted as he glared at his brother. "Enough, brother… that's enough. No more talk about Sofia," he spat.
From where I sat, I cast a curious glance at him—and it was clear the mention of Sofia had drastically shifted his mood. Just moments ago, he had been calm, almost nonchalant. Now, he looked furious—so furious it was frightening.
Who was Sofia? Was she his mate? If so… where the hell is she?
But Sir Damon didn't back down. His voice remained firm. "I'll keep talking about her, Damien. Maybe that way, you'll finally see reason. Perhaps you'll remember what it feels like to love someone—and lose them."
Alpha Damien growled deeply. "They never wanted her—so I'm taking
I clenched my fists in my lap. Why was he talking about me like I was a prize to be claimed? Like I was some commodity to be passed around. Why was he so possessive of a woman he knew belonged to his nephews?
Sir Damon's anger intensified. He moved closer, and before I could even blink, he grabbed Damien by the collar. I gasped.
But Damien didn't even flinch. He just stared back at his brother, his frown deepening.
"Stop this madness, Damien. Stop it!" sir Damon spat, his voice trembling with rage.
Damien's voice was low, rough. "I won't… I won't."
The tension between them was like a storm ready to break. Their bodies were rigid. Their breathing heavy. I was sure a fight was about to happen. I could already imagine fists flying.