My Alpha's Heart Forever

Chapter 6- I Dare You- edited

Nighttime has come and gone. The morning rays shining through the slits of my eyes as I stretched and rolled around on my overstuffed queen-sized bed.Now that Shana has found her birth family. I wonder if she will turn her back on me or if she will continue to see me as her brother?

Seeing her last night in the arms of that guy was kind of weird. Doesn't she realize how dangerous that is? Anything can happen if she gets involved with him, but she's an adult; I really can't say anything about who she kisses or takes in her bed. It's like she would let me say anything. She has a way of getting back at people that rub her the wrong way. I have ended up on her bad side plenty of times, and it's not a pleasant sight.

If all goes well, this might turn out for the best for her. My parents raised her and all, but they mostly left her up to her own devices. She never had love from them, they're not affectionate people. I think they just adopted her so they could show her off during family events.

I've seen Shana more at ease around Damon than anyone else; she seems more relaxed and happier. Almost like they belonged to each other. As comfortable as this bed is, the thought of staying confined in it runs raging in my head.

But the smell of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon is calling to me. I would marry bacon if it's possible and could happen, but you can't, so it is to be my mistress, the only woman to have my true heart. What can I say to you? My stomach has a mind of its own!

After a quick shower and getting dressed, I ran downstairs to the dining room. Looking over at the table for once, I'm thankful I don't have to fight Shana this time for some bacon. There's a heap of different breakfast foods. You ever see two grown adults diving and beating each other up over bacon? It's not a good thing to witness.

I looked over at her, and she was in deep conversation with the same man from last night. I wonder what their actual connection to each other is? "Shana, how do you know him? You two seem to be close, almost like you have known each other for some years."

Damon and I were sitting at the table enjoying breakfast and talking over old times when Nick came running into the kitchen and sat down, going straight for the bacon. "Nick quit rubbing the damn bacon, it's not even human. It's for eating stupid."

"You are an idiot, you know, that right?"

Nick flips me off while asking me about my connection to Damon and how we know each other. "Well, we've known each other since we were little. We went to the same elementary and middle school. He used to be my best friend back then. God willing something more in the future," as I turned and gazed over my shoulder, watching Damon with hope in my heart.

He has his signature smirk on that incredibly smooth and sharp face of his. Man, I want to run my fingers over his face and trace it like I am painting a masterpiece. Damon was talking to his friend about whatever is going on back at his place. I can't help but stare at the side of his face in a way I am glad to have him back around. I never realized how much I missed him.

Raina and my grandparents take this time to enter the room. And instead of sitting on the other side of the table by her family. She sits down beside Damon and brings him into a conversation with her. The entire second she's leaning into him, batting her eyelashes at him or lightly placing a hand on his. Whatever that could give her some form of connection with him, he reacts in a way most men do, laughing at whatever she has to say and a small smile here and there.

My insides felt like mush as my nerves got the better of me. I couldn't swallow over the lump that has formed in my throat. Deep in thought, I asked myself, What's the meaning behind these feelings of jealously I'm having? Just the other night, he had his lips and hands all over me. Now his eyes are all over Raina, letting her touch him.

I peek over at Nick, and I can see the sad look in his eyes whenever it comes to me. He knows me so well I'm hurting, and he knows it. It'll be OK, he tells me with a smile on his face. I feel my phone vibrate. Taking my phone out, I glanced down to see who it is. Jay is calling. How did he get my number? I wondered as I answered the phone.

S- "Jay, how did you even get my number?"

J- "one guess?" He told me my head shot up as I glared at Nick, who was sitting there with a smile on his face.

S- "What's up, Jay?"

J-"would you like to go out into the city and explore and get a feel of the area, maybe get some lunch?"

S-"Sure, what time?"

J- "How about in an hour? Will that give you enough time to get ready?"

S- "Yeah, that will be plenty of time for me."

J- "OK, I will pick you up in an hour then."

He hangs up the phone on his end. I can feel everyone's gaze on me as I put my phone away. I glance up to see everyone staring at me. Nick asked me what was going on. "I'll tell you later," I told him as I stood up to leave.

"Shana, is everything OK?" my grandfather asked. "Yeah, everything is fine. It was a friend asking to get together this afternoon for lunch." Damon's head shot up real quick, staring at me with such hate in his eyes like I somehow had hurt his feelings.

How the hell is he going to get mad because someone wants to hang out with me? When he has someone hanging all over him? Rolling my eyes at him, I smirked and flipped him off, and happily said, "fuck you." as I rose out of my seat and went up to my room to get ready.While I was getting ready, my door bursts open, and in walks Damon "Yes, Damon, what do you want?" He walks up to me, "Who was that on the phone, and where the hell do you think you're going, Shana?"

"Damon, not that it should matter to you, but I'm going out for lunch and a tour of the city with a friend. Why do you care anyway? It's not like I mean anything to you," he got mad when I told him that. As I turned away from him, he grabbed my arms. I could feel his hands shaking as he tried discreetly to control his anger. It didn't help, though, as he raised his hand to strike me. I looked him dead in the eye. "I wish you would hit me. If you manage to me, you better knock my ass out fast because when I stand up, I'm coming back swinging at you full force asshole."

One thing my brother had Nick taught me growing up was never let a man or woman put their hands on you. They hit you first, then you better hit back. If you date a man and he raises a hand to hit you, you better not stay in that relationship because if he hits you the first time, what's, going to stop him from killing you the next time.

Damon stared me in the eyes, at a loss for words. Guess he didn't expect me to stand toe to toe with him. Not every woman will stay in an abusive relationship, whether they are friends or your other half. I push him towards my open bedroom door to make him leave my room.

"You shouldn't have come in without knocking on the door anyway, didn't your parents teach you correctly growing up? A woman's bedroom is her sanctuary, her personal space where she can kick, scream, break whatever she wants or lay there crying. If I wanted you in here, I would have told you to follow me, but I didn't." With those last words, I slammed the door shut in his stunned face.

I finished getting ready and checked the time on my phone. I saw it was 3 minutes away from 11 and knew it was time to head out. Jay should be here any minute. Upon opening the front door, and to my surprise, Jay was leaning up against his car.