Damien’s POV
I returned to the house around morning. Cara stood to the side, allowing me to knock on Amelia’s door, but from within she cried out, “Go away, Damien…”
“She doesn’t want to see you,” Cara told me, adding insult to injury. There was nothing wrong with my ears.
My annoyance was still sharp, my rage still hanging on the edge. Threatening Dr. Wyatt hadn’t satisfied me. Glaring at Cara wasn’t working either. And I couldn’t risk losing my temper with Amelia herself.
Needing to separate myself from the situation, I left the house once more and went to the Alpha Headquarters building, where I attempted to busy myself with work. Again and again, my thoughts returned to Amelia, and how she had tried to hide her pained whimpers and cries.
Hoping to help make her feel better, I went
