24. Bad boys confession

I wanted Damon to tell me everything because it would obviously help me know him better. Also, I hoped that in a way I could get help with my case. My legs hurt from standing for a long time so I pulled a bench closer towards him and sat on it. There was a slight doubt in my mind that someone would interrupt us but till now it was going well. Might be because everyone was engaged with their classes.




I nervously chewed on my lips thinking that I missed the first two classes just to talk to Damon. It better be something useful I thought with a sigh. Ever since the task of writing an article fell on my shoulder I couldn't concentrate on anything else but obsessively think about it. it was bad and affecting everything but I needed to get to the root of the problem. Bring justice to the wrongly accused so that he can finally walk through the hallway without having to hesitate from the stares. I couldn't even imagine coming to school after being accused in that way. The entire school knew about it and some of them were still treating him differently and it broke my heart to see that.



Damon took a deep breath before he began, "I found out about our real identity since I was young. My parents were overprotective over me and Dean, my older brother." He had a sad smile on his face as if he remembered something, "We were not allowed to train like other pups until we reached four years. He was two years older than me."



He lifted his head like he was lost on how to continue forward. I noticed that his large hands were clasped together, his eyes narrowed towards the floor.



"My father was the Alpha of the pack. That is like the leader of the group. Our pack had like 40 wolves in that time now we've multiplied I think. We decided to leave the local area because of an incident and move closer towards the woods."



His face paled and he swallowed loudly. I could suddenly feel that he was trying to hide something. As much as I wanted to hear everything he was clearly trying to forget something and I didn't want to poke the hidden scars.




"And? Do you eat people?" I questioned, my voice a bit fearful. The previous night I really believe that if he caught up with me he would have devoured me like a meal. The thought was still sending shivers down my spine.



Damon laughed, his voice rich and deep as he threw his head behind. My cheeks felt red at that but I let him have the laugh. There were some things I truly had no idea about. Just like this. The existence of werewolves in our society. How bizarre was it!



"No, way-" He licked his lips, his eyes glassy with laughed which he blinked away- "would you think that? Werewolves do not eat humans. It is a common misconception that werewolves eat humans. I cannot show you at least no one in our pack ate humans. In fact, some wolves mate with them."



I was confused at that. What did he mean by mate with them? But most importantly if they don't eat human flesh what do they eat? I was just trying to get to know him.



My eyebrows scrunched together as he stared at me with an amused smile on his face. It was going to be even more embarrassing to ask him the questions I had in my mind but I had to do it.



"Then what do you eat?"


"Animals." He shrugged but at my pointed look, he continued to elaborate.



"Smaller animals like rabbit, cat or anything small really. But trust me dogs are our least favourite because they are cute" He joked, laughing at it. It fell flat on the room and I awkwardly shifted on my feet. Even though I was not scared of him but in general the werewolves would terrify me. Not to mention if I ever catch them eating something I would definitely faint on site. How can they live among humans as Damon did do normally?




Just then I gasped with the realisation. If the wolves don't eat humans then why was that wolf trying to eat me back at the camping site? I was sure that it was going to tear me limb by limb. There was no doubt about it.


"But" I filled my air with lungs at his heavy stare on me.



Maybe I will never get used to him looking at me in that way and giving me full attention. Imagine if Asher did something like that. My mind went blank at the mention of Asher. How did I completely forget him? My mind was so preoccupied with solving the case and then finding out about Damon that I never really concentrated on that date. I should have reminded him but he seemed to busy with his game practice and after that party in Sam's house we never really had another chance to talk. Thinking about it I would probably say no to going out with him because of Damon. It would feel like betraying him even though we only kissed once and after that, I was upset at him for not acknowledging it. Then why couldn't I let it go and move on? Why did it feel wrong?



Damon touched my wrist to which I jumped in my seat. He held me tighter and shook my hand, "Is everything fine? What are you thinking?"



I opened and closed my mouth having no idea how to answer him about the thoughts going inside my mind. Why was I not affected by knowing his true nature? Even after finding out that he was something I was scared of I still wanted to be in a relationship with him. Maybe I was actually going crazy.




"Anya" He called out again, my name rolling softly from his lips.


"Sorry" I sheepishly mumbled, tucking my loose hair behind my ear.


"I don't think that it's true, what you said about wolves not eating humans because when I was on a camping trip one of them tried to attack me. It was really scary and I thought that I was going to die until some other wolf protected me. That's all I could remember after I woke up surrounded by my parents and sister. The crazy part was I couldn't remember getting there because I was lying on the ground with that wolf on top of me"



His eyes filled with guilt and he looked away. He knew something and he was trying to hide again. That was something I was not going to let him get away with. I needed to know answers about that night because ever since that I couldn't fully believe in what happened. For while I thought that I was dreaming about everything or going crazy and that was not a good feeling.



"I think you know something about it"


He sighed audibly, finally slumping on his knees in front of me. I don't know why but I found myself smiling at the action. It was not every day that he got on his knees in front of me.



"I do"


"Then please tell me, Damon. I need to know what happened that night because it's driving me crazy. You have no idea how scared I was-"



"I know" He interrupted me in mid-sentence and I froze. How did he know? Just then a thought popped in my mind that he might be another wolf who saved me. Then again that wolf was bulky and it seemed to have different, lighter fur than Damon.



"As in you know or?"



"It doesn't matter how I know. What matters is that you are safe here" He breathed softly, his eyes going all over me and I suddenly felt his hands on top of me. A shudder racked through my body at the feeling of his warm hands against mine. Was that his thing? Every time he touched me I could feel different sensation going inside me. It was strange and something I never felt before. Not even with Asher.



Shaking my breath I blinked my eyes at him, determined to know the truth, "It does matter. I want to know the truth. Why would that wolf attack me? And how do you know about the attack?"



He sighed as if he realised that there was no way that I was going to let it go. There was hesitation on his face as he met my eyes. I hummed, waiting for him to continue. Why did he look so nervous suddenly?



"Do you remember my first day of school? How I said that I wanted to talk to you?"


I nodded my head. Of course, I did because he pulled me into a stupid room on the very first day itself and I kneed in his balls.



"Yes. Why did you want to talk to me?"


"Because I wanted to tell you that you are my mate. That's the reason the wolf wanted to kill you"
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Anya's Daring Dive into Damon's Mysterious Realm
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