The Rogue King's Wolfless Omega

The Confrontation

Chapter 8

The Confrontation.

Damon’s POV.

I walked past the men, carrying Aria in my arms and walking past the same way I had come three times now.

I went straight for the bedroom and kicked the door open in my anger, walking into the room and placing her as gently as I could on the bed, ensuring she was comfortable with sheets and other things before finally leaving her there.

All of this was because of Reece. All of this was because he had refused to just calm his suspicions about Aria. He had mentioned suspicions a couple of times, but I had thought it was just surface things.

I didn't know that he suspected her enough to put her back in a situation of danger like this. This was so reckless it was absurd, and he deserved to be taught a lesson.

I would be the one to teach him that if Kael wouldn't.

“Are you okay?” I asked, confirming if I was able to leave now. She nodded, hand on her head, eyes opening slowly.

Soon enough, she was drifting off to sleep again. At least that took her away from the real world for a while.

I walked out of the room, making my way to the living space, finding Reece sitting on one of the sofas. One leg crossed over another, reading a book.

Reading a f*cking book.

Like all he had done was not enough. Like throwing the entire house into disarray was not enough for him. He was sitting here, reading a f*cking book.

“What the f*ck is wrong with you?” I asked, immediately unable to bridle my anger. He deserved to be asked that, at the very least. He was just being reckless, and then letting others clean up after him, and I was sick and tired of playing janitor.

“I don't know what you're talking about.” He was calm, composed. So calm that it annoyed me, that it made my blood boil.

He wasn't meant to be this calm. It was very annoying that he thought it okay to do that.

“I asked, what the f*ck is wrong with you? Why would you put her in such a scary situation?” I was fuming now. “That's somebody who just came out of almost being mauled by a pack of rogues. Why would you do that to her?”

“Why would you do that to her? She's supposed to be your mate.” He looked up, running his hands through his short, thick, midnight blue hair.

“I don't know what you're talking about, once again. You asked me to keep her in a safe place, and she should still be there right now. Like I said, I don't know what you're talking about.” His composure was infuriating, to say the least.

“So you are telling me,” I walked towards him slowly, getting close enough to at least be able to throw a useful blow.

“So you are saying that I, following her very, very strong smell of fear, and finding her in a hatch where Marcus's voice was echoing on the other side, was a mistake? A mistake? Are you kidding me?” I was very close to him now, and he sensed my anger, sitting upright and dropping his legs.

He put the book down beside him, and then folded his hands in front of him, answering me simply, straightforwardly, his face expressionless. It was not a mistake.

“I didn't even put her there. Is that what she told you?” I looked at him. A wave of mystery flashed in his eyes. He was definitely lying. He was good at it, too. And now, he was trying to put me in a situation where I had to pick him or a woman I just met.

I knew this trick. It was the oldest trick in the book.

I walked, I came even closer now, ready to throw a punch.

“You cannot be serious. You absolutely cannot. If you're going to play these mystery roles, Reece, I think it's important that you remember that I can also play those games, too. So you had better tell me the truth, or face the consequences.” We were nose to nose now. I bent over him on the chair he was sitting on, him just looking up at me, saying nothing.

“Are you choosing Aria, a girl you literally just met last night, over me? Seriously? I thought I was your brother.” His voice was calm, shocked, surprised that I was doing something utterly death-defying to him, that I was actually hurting him. What a low life.

“I am being very simple and straightforward. I know your games, Reece, and I know that you are not any one of those things.” I started , laying great emphasis. “I know that you took Aria there, and you put her in that hatch, and you made sure, very sure, that she could not make it out without extra help. The only luck that she had was that I was still worried, because I did not trust you with her. And now you have proven me more than right.” I seethed, still standing over him, just minutes away from issuing him some kind of slap. He looked up at me, blinking profusely.

“So you pick Aria over me?”

“I would, time and time again, if it meant taking the road of the truth.” I looked him dead in the eye.

“Well, I have my answer then, don't I?” He sounded genuinely angry now. He got up, walking past me, and into one of the rooms, slamming the door shut behind him.

He was playing the guilt game. I knew this all too well. I watched him go, seeing him walk past Kael too. Kael standing in a corner of the doorway, watched the entire drama unfold.

“You shouldn't have done that to your brother, Damon. It's not fair that a girl takes priority over your own blood.”

“Kael, I saw the genuine fear on her face. I saw her in that hatch. I saw her fight for her life and her safety. I saw the banging. She was put there. She couldn't have put herself in such a situation. The door needed to be locked by somebody from the outside, and Reece was the only one with her.” It annoyed me that he didn't believe me.

“For f*ck sake, you did not even know that part of the building existed till I showed you. I didn't either. Reece took her there and locked her in that hatch with hopes that Marcus would find her and take her. Do you not believe me too?” I was sweating now, frustrated.

“Well, I don't know what to believe, considering you both are being a bunch of drama queens right now. Maybe you should just give him some time to cool off. He'll come around, and he'll tell you the truth.” Kael was a simple man. Sometimes that was his undoing.

“You wish. I just wish I could squeeze the truth out of him myself. But sadly, it would become too harsh of a fight, and Aria is in another room, very close by. I don't want to subject her to that. She has been through more than enough in the past couple of hours.” I looked from Kael to myself and back again, finally deciding I was done for the morning. All of this was more than enough thrill for the day.

I retired to my bedroom, going to sit with my thoughts and think of the next line of action.