DAMON'S POV
I visited the scientist yesterday after I saw my brothers. He seems content with the small amount of freedom I've given him. And he does a pretty good job because he keeps my garden extra clean. It's a good thing because I' m sure Morgana misses going there. It's the first place I want her to go to when she's awake again.
My brothers left this morning to track the vampire lord. They both took a drop of serum each and they were immediately filled with power. The drop of serum they take will last them about two to three weeks. Maybe even a month. That's enough time to track them vampires.
With the help of the serum, their senses will be heightened, meaning if they don't succeed in finding the vampires, they must be very well hidden. And we will be left with no choice but to wait.
I'm in my room with Morgana working on some papers when I suddenly notice her lift herself up from bed. I speed towards her and place my hand on her back.
"Get you hands off me." She says with hatred and anger. Wow. She just woke up and she's in a bad mood already?
She's still in a lot of pain, but her eyes look more alert now than when she was up yesterday. She tried to life herself up from bed but she screams in pain.
"You're not yet strong enough to walk Morgana. Stay in bed." I say to her. She's so stubborn.
"Do you remember what happened to you?" I ask her.
"You mean do I remember your monster of a brother beat me up like and throw me around like a ball?" She asks sarcastically. Her voice is still weak.
I guess she remembers then. I stand up and pace back and forth in front of her. I don't know what to say to her now that she's up. Do I apologize to her? That won't do any good. She doesn't need my apology.
"What am I doing here?" She suddenly asks.
"What do you mean? You're hurt." I say to her. She coughs as she tried to speak, her voice coming out dry.
"I should be in the nursing home. Where the other slaves are kept when they're wounded. Why am I in here, on your bed?" She questions.
"Because I want you here. You're safer here." I answer her question honestly.
"Why? It's not like you care." She states quietly as she turns her gaze away from me.
"And what if I do? Will that be so hard to believe?" I ask her, getting a little bit hurt from her words.
"You don't care about anyone but yourself. You and all the monsters you call your family." She blurts out.
"You don't know what you're talking about." I state.
"I know exactly what I'm talking about." She says turning her gaze back towards me. Pure hatred in her blue eyes.
"I'll ask the guards to get the nurse." I say to her, dismissing the conversation. Her words are irritating me. They're making my heart hurt.
After a few minutes, the nurse comes in to examine Morgana.
"She should be fine after two weeks. I just need to keep feeding her and applying the ointment to her wounds and she will be good as new master." The nurse says to me and I dismiss her.
Morgan and I are left alone again in the room. I have no idea what to say to her.
MORGANA'S POV
When I woke up, my senses came back to me. I realized I was on the Alpha's bed and I was beyond confused. I was even more confused when he walked to me and helped me get comfortable, urging me to lay down as he tucked me in. He even called in the nurse to check up on me.
I'm in so much pain, I can't move my body without feeling like I'm going to die. I have an awful headache and my ribs hurt so much. All thanks to the beta. I hope he burns in the deepest parts of hell. I hope he never knows happiness. I wish I had the power to make him pay for what he did to me.
The alpha is making the nurse take care of me in his room. Why is he putting up a nice act? What is he trying to prove? Did I go into a coma and wake up in a different world where the Alpha isn't an asshole?
If this is an attempt to change my feelings towards him then he better not get his hopes up. I still hate him and I will not be manipulated by his bipolar behavior.
"Did it hurt when your parents died?" I suddenly ask the Alpha remembering the dream I had of my parents when I was asleep. "How did it feel losing them?"
The alpha doesn't mention his parents much. In fact I haven't seen a single picture of parents anywhere in the castle. It's like they never existed and the Alpha and his brothers fell out of the sky.
The alpha walks towards me surprised at my question. Well, if I'm going to be stuck in bed for two weeks with him constantly watching me like a hawk, the least I could do is entertain myself with the fool.
"Why do you ask?" He asks me.
"Boredom." I answer simply with a shrug making him chuckle. An actual sincere chuckle with a smile that reaches his eyes. It's the first time I've ever seen him chuckle and I think Colton hit me in the head real hard because he look kind of sexy.
Focus Morgana! I mentally say to myself.
"Yes. It did hurt." He answers me.
"I didn't know you have a heart." I say to him.
"You think too lowly of me." He states with a frown.
"That is not my fault." I speak.
"I suppose you're right. When you play the character of a monster for too long people start to believe you are one." He says with a low deep voice.
"Are you?" I ask him.
"Am I what?" He questions.
"A monster." I state.
"Most people will argue that I am. People like you for example. After all I am a creature who can shapeshift into a beast at will and I hold thousands of people as slaves against their will." He says.
"I'm not asking about what other people think. I'm asking what you think. Do you think you're a monster?" I question.
"Yes." He answers simply. His eyes dark as he stares into mine. He answers unapologetically. He knows what he is and he's not sorry about it. I don't know if his answer satisfies me or if it just makes me hate him more.
"Why did you do it?" I ask genuinely. It's a question I've been wanting to ask him for a long time but I was scared he would smack me in the face. I wasn't really in the position to ask him any questions before. But lately, I don't feel sacred talking to him anymore. I don't know how, when or why that changed but maybe I can take advantage of it.
"Why did you enslave us? We had hope that day you know. We thought we were finally free. Why did you do it?" I ask him again.
His eyes hold an emotion I can't decipher. An emotion that almost looks like regret, like guilt. But I know he's too heartless to feel anything.
"I can't give you the answer to that question, unfortunately." He states. "I just did what I had to do for my people."
What does he mean by that? Hus answer made no sense.
"The humans are no threat to you. We couldn't hurt your kind even if we tried so why? Why are you keeping us here? What are you hiding?" I question him impatiently.
"That's enough." He says, slightly raising his voice at me making me flinch.
I stare at him with fear in my eyes. For a moment, I thought he was going to hit me.
"You don't have to do that anymore you know." He says.
"Do what?" I ask him, my voice shaking.
"Flinch in fear. I will never hit you again." He says and I stare at him not knowing if I should believe what he just said. He's acting really weird and it's hurting my head.
"I'm sorry." He whispers under his breath and leaves the room.