The silence stretched between us, it was suffocating.
"Yes," he answered, turning to face the ceiling.
I felt my heart ripped out of my chest, then squeezed so tight before being chopped by a knife, afterwards it was mended back together and shoved back into my chest.
My breath hitched. It was not like I wasn't expecting that. "And who might that be?"
'I fucking hope it is not Allison… I wish there were no one.'
"You don't need to concern yourself with that." He murmured under his breath.
"So… you are not going to need me as your breeder anymore. So are you going to send me away?" My fingers tightened around the bed sheets.
'He was going to abandon me too.'
The bedsheets shifted beside me, and Damon turned to me. "Why would I do that? You are my pet, remember."
His fingers brushed through a lock of my hair, then he began to twirl it around his fingers.
"But your Luna would not be pleased with me being here… and this room would be out of my reach." My tone was distant.
