Alpha Damon's Greatest Regret
Chapter 114- The Dream

Chapter 114: Chapter 114- The Dream

Damon’s pov.

I needed to rest. I was tired, hungry, and dizzy at the same time but right now as pain and tiredness protested through my body, I knew that I needed one thing and that was sleep.

I had fought for control and I guess that the last wolf blood and strength in me had finally managed to suppress the sleeping pills or poison in my drink, whichever it was.

My head was full of lots of things to think about. I needed a hot shower and just rest and my body was failing from the pain.

The anger had not completely left me and my body was still tense and my heart was still racing.

I had narrowly escaped death if that was what it was.

The Trixie. She had given me a sly smile. Despite her actions, she spoke in such a casual and fearless manner.

And that made me believe that whoever was behind her was as powerful as I was.

I had sent guards to find out if she was a member of this pack and a good response had been positive.

Shit.

Despite this, she dared to play. With me and look me in the eye. Gritting my teeth I let out a slow breath. The guards outside her cell were waiting for my orders standing rigidly at attention.

"She doesn’t leave that room unless I say so," I commanded in a firm icy voice. "No guests. No food unless I give my permission. Put her in chains if she tries anything at all."

"Yes Alpha." they all said simultaneously. Through the iron bars, I shot Trixie one final disgusted look. She was watching me while seated in the corner with her head cocked.

She still had that damn smirk on her lips. Before I did something I would later regret, I turned away. I felt fatigue strike me like a wave as soon as I left the dungeon.

My limbs were slow and my body was heavy. My body was still trying to drag me down with the damn drugs. Moving slowly but steadily I forced myself to continue walking until I reached my room.

The packhouse corridors were eerily silent. Even though the majority of the pack was already asleep I could still feel that someone was watching me even though there was no one there..

Trixies betrayal had become widely known. Everybody was waiting to see how I would respond. It didn’t matter to me. No not tonight.

My body was yelling for sleep by the time I got to my room. Before I could even kick off my shoes I passed out on the bed.

The cool sheets felt nice against my hot skin as the mattress dipped under my weight.

I breathed deeply as I closed my eyes. The world vanished and something else came up.

Giggles. Calm gentle laughter.

She was there when I turned.

Zarah

She looked like she had been waiting for me for a long time and she was happy seeing me. I smiled and walked to her

The smile that I had long yearned for. Fearing that she would disappear if I moved too quickly I stepped closer feeling my breath catch.

But she didn’t. This was freaking real.

"Damon." muttered her tone melodically.

"You’ve returned home," I said.

"Home. Yes, my love."

Unable to speak, I swallowed deeply. Then I heard it. A little bit of laughter. He was there when I turned my head.

Our little boy. He was standing next to Zarah, his blue eyes wide with interest, his tiny hands clutching the hem of her dress.

Although he resembled her exactly he also had a hint of me

I felt my chest tightened.

Zarah brushed back his dark curls and knelt down.

"look at your father."

She whispered. My chest hurt as I stared at him.

He took a tentative little step. Then another. Then he started to run, straight into my arms.

My entire being broke the instant I lifted him. The loneliness, the pain, the rage, and the walls are all gone.

I encircled his petite frame with my arms feeling his warmth and inhaling his scent.

I had missed them. A lot. But now they were here with me.

Zarah moved in closer and touched my face. Her fingers felt soft and warm.

"You found us," she muttered.

Leaned into her touch and closed my eyes. "I promise not to lose you ever again."

She kissed me tenderly while grinning. It was all of the things I had ached for all of my dreams.

Here we were. We were complete

Then, a shadow. A gust of cold air. Zarah stopped smiling. The giggling ceased.

Something dark, something wrong happening and my heart sank

I turned—. And she was gone.

Our son was gone too. As darkness engulfed the garden, I found myself standing in a blank space.

"Zarah!" I yelled, my voice echoing. Nothing. No response. Empty.

Just nothing.

The pain was sudden intense and gut-wrenching.

Then—.

The sound of a whisper, low,.evil.

My stomach hurt and a blinding pain came into my head

I gasped and jerked awake.

I was sweating profusely and my heart was thumping hard in my chest. Even though the room was dark something felt off with the room.

I sat up and tried to slow my breathing while frantically raking my hand through my hair.

The dream had seemed too real.

Zarah’s touch was still there. Our son’s laughter can still be heard. I ache for their presence even now.

I gritted my teeth and suppressed my feelings.

It wasn’t merely a dream. It was a warning. They had been taken away from me.

They were being kept somewhere dark, something bad must have happened to them. And I would find who it was.

Because regardless of what it took or

who got in my way. I was going to take them home with me.

I went back to sleep instantly after I had thought about the dream.