Night and Day: The Alpha Nomad

The “Safe” House

Night-

It took maybe an hour or two to find the safe house in the darkness of the night. If Damon hadn’t known exactly where to go I probably never would have found it on my own. It wasn’t located near any roads or trails, and it was entirely surrounded by a dense thicket which was difficult for even a smaller wolf to push through. Even on the other side of the thicket it was difficult to differentiate the house from the natural topography of the area. The pack designed the “house” to mimic a rock outcrop and constructed from the area’s impressive granite and shimmering schist rocks.

I was confused at first why we stopped at this seemingly natural area, then a familiar figure sprinted up to us. Delphie engulfed Damon in a tearful embrace and Fen emerged from the shadows to lay a heavy hand on his friend. There were quiet sobs coming from the safe house as the pack quickly realized their Alpha’s fate. An Alpha is connected to his entire pack, so when the link is broken it is devastating to all the members. But Damon’s parents seemed to be revered among their entire pack despite the distance between some of the members. I was shocked at the devotion these wolves showed their Alpha and Luna considering my own pack’s frivolous and bitter resentment towards my own parents demise.

“Day I am so sorry for you loss,” Delphie finally expressed her condolences when she composed herself. She gasped when recalled, “you never finished your initiation! Your father never named you as his successor! Does that mean we don’t have an Alpha?!”

“Delphie, Sweetie, that isn’t important right now,” Fen interjected. “Let Day grieve and we will surely figure that out later. I am so sorry, man…”

Damon shook his head, “Delphie isn’t wrong, we will need to name an Alpha to figure out our next move.”

“My uncle, I mean your father’s Beta will have to do it, but do we really need to rush into that tonight? Take some time, man, let your heart heal before you make any big decisions,” Fen advised like a wise Beta-to-be would consulting his conflicted Alpha. “Rest, and we will talk about it in the morning.”

“We will need to do it as soon as possible,” Damon insisted with a worried expression worn on his tear stricken face. “The human had a remote tracker, and pressed a distress signal when he expired. We will need to make a decision quickly before the rest of his hunting crew finds him, and us.”

Fen nodded understanding the impending danger but guided his heartbroken friend inside. We were greeted with worried faces and sorrowful sympathy. Many members rushed to Damon to embrace him or clasp his hand for comfort. I could feel Damon on the edge of a dangerous emotional cliff, and with each pack member that approached him another supporting stone crumbled leaving him vulnerable to emotional collapse. I pressed closer to him and squeezed his hand within my own to give him strength and support.

Thank you, he confided with me. I don’t know what I would do without you here right now.

You won’t have to find out, I assured him lovingly. I wish I had someone to be there with me when my own parents were killed, so I know what you must be going through.

He leaned into me as we pushed through the crowded common room. Fen guarded us from further intrusion and ushered us into a bedroom. He locked the door once Delphie had pushed her way through the door. The bedroom contained just two Queen sized beds, two night stands, and a wardrobe containing an outdated television with DVD player. There was also a connecting bathroom with all the amenities to wash ourselves.

Delphie excused herself to prepare refreshments for them and dragged Fen along with her to give us privacy. Damon warmed up the double-headed shower and gathered several fluffy towels. He seized my hand without hesitation and led me into the bathroom which was as steamy as a sauna. Before we entered the shower he earnestly pinned me to the wall with my wrists above my head.

“Day…” I stammered caught off guard by his eagerness.

His once sky blue eyes were deep ocean blue with lust. I sensed a primal urge that resembled the look of rage he wore at Crescent Pond. I trembled when his grip on my wrists tightened. I winced slightly as his tightening grip began to hurt. Fear began to creep up from a depth inside my belly. I could tell Damon was not present, and this primal force inside of him was driving him once again.

He forcefully kissed me. Despite the waves of pleasure that wafted through me, I could feel my fear consuming me. I squirmed attempting to loosen his grips on my wrist but only encouraged him to continue restraining me.

“Day! Stop, you’re starting to hurt me,” I begged. “Please not like this. Fight this, Damon!”

He removed one hand from my aching wrists and wrapped it around my neck. I gasped for air as his hand locked around my throat. My eyes began to glaze over and I feared loosing consciousness. Maybe that would have been better than watching what I feared would come next. Thankfully he removed his chokehold and hit my neck aggressively.

I cried out as a thin trickle of blood ran down my neck and down my bare breast. He looked at me and smirked villainously, then began to kneel tracing a clawed finger down my abdomen. My eyes begged him to stop. Tears streamed down my face against my will. A couple tears hit his cheeks and I saw a sudden change in his demeanor.

“Oh my Goddess,” he breathed with panic-stricken eyes. “No, Night, what did I do…?”

He reached for me and I instinctively flinched away from him. I felt shame radiating from him and he ran from the bathroom shutting the door behind him. I heard soft sobs from the bedroom and the bedroom door opening. Delphie and Fen returned from their excursion for snacks and heard her soothing Damon. She mistook his cries as his grief process when in actuality he was ashamed of what he nearly did to me.

I stepped silently into the steaming hot shower and sank to the floor to process what had happened tonight. Why would my mate attack me like that? I cried as quietly as I could hoping the sounds of the shower would cover the noise. The new blood and the dried blood streamed down the drain washing off the events of the evening.

I felt numb but exited the shower and wrapped my body with a fluffy towel. I could still hear Delphie trying to calm Damon down in the bedroom when I emerged into the chilly bedroom. He glanced up at me with bloodshot eyes with an remorseful visage.

“Night, I am so sorry,” he wept. “Forgive me. I don’t know what got into me. It’s like I wasn’t in control.”

Delphie’s face scrunched in utter confusion, but Fen appeared to be more understanding of the situation. I wondered if he had linked his best friend to alert him of the scene they were about to walk in on. Fen approached me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders in a protective hug.

“What is going on here?!” Delphie demanded.

Her expression suddenly looked appalled and horrified. Fen must have enlightened her on what she missed. She slapped Damon and scowled at him.

“What the hell, Day!” She berated him with disgust.

“Honey he already feels terrible he doesn’t need you to abuse him right now,” Fen chided his mate.

She pouted at him but walked away to sit on the bed with her knees tucked into her arms. I quickly felt a sense of relief that Delphie and Fen would be sharing the room with Damon and I. When we arrived I was initially excited to get to sleep next to Damon, but my growing dread of sleeping next to him poisoned my elation.

Fen saved the evening by suggesting we watch one of the classic 90s comedy DVDs. His intention was to ease the tension in the room and distract us from the evening’s events. Being a goofball himself, he decided Wayne’s World would be the perfect choice, and he sang every lyric of Bohemian Rhapsody during the car scene perfectly. Even nailing the falsetto part which caused Delphie and I to burst out laughing. I noticed that Damon cracked a faint smile when I laughed.

Damon and I were sitting on one of the queen sized beds together, but on opposite ends of the bed because Delphie and Fen claimed the other bed to cuddle on during the movie. I was sitting further back on the bed, against the headboard, and Damon was sitting on the foot of the bed with his legs dangling off the edge. After Fen broke the tension with comedic performance of Bohemian Rhapsody, I crawled closer to Damon. I knew I couldn’t hold a grudge against him for very long. I understood he was acting out of passion and pure emotion and I wouldn’t blame him for that, especially considering the circumstances. I was still nervous, but I rested my cheek against his shoulder blade. I felt him jump slightly then relax into my touch.

I’m still nervous about what happened, but I forgive you, I told him via our link.