Bound to 15

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Chapter 15

Sienna:

I was left to debate on whether or not I was going to end up fighting him.

It was going to be a bad option for me to do so, and knowing the situation of my daughter, I also knew that putting her at that risk was something that I did not want to do. She did not

deserve it.

The infirmary felt quieter than usual.

Though I knew that everyone was talking outside, all their voices were muffled out. I just felt like I was alone. I just felt like everything had turned against me in a way that I knew I couldn’t just easily fight back.

I wished that I could, but I knew that I couldn’t.

The air felt suffocating and thick pressing on me. But I stayed quiet as I held my ground, as I looked down at my girl.

I held Isla close, her tiny body tucked against mine, her warmth the only comfort I had left. She slept soundly, her little hands curled into fists against my skin, unaware of what was about to happen.

I, however, was all too aware.

The moment the door creaked open, I knew.

I didn’t look up. I didn’t need to. It was not like I couldn’t catch their sent anyway. It wasn’t like I did not hear him giving them the instructions.

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“Do what is necessary for my daughter. Even if it means taking her by force.” His words made my chest ache. But it was then that I realized that fighting back was not going to take me anywhere. It was only going to push me away from my daughter, even most likely put her in more danger than she should be.

She was too young for this. She did not deserve all of this. This conflict was not supposed to be something that she got caught into at this age or even older, she was still very small. And now she needed the care of the nurses. No matter how many times I wanted to convince myself that I was going to be able to take care of her, I knew this deep down, she was going to need their help.

I could feel the presence of the nurse before I heard her steps, cautious yet firm as she made

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her way toward me.

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My heart pounded painfully, my wolf stirring in protest, instincts screaming at me to hold on, to fight. I tamed my wolf down and calmed her, forcing her to stop, not to fight.

But I didn’t move. I didn’t tighten my hold around Isla. I didn’t argue, didn’t beg, didn’t plead.

I simply sat there, staring down at my daughter, committing every detail of her face to

memory.

“Luna Sienna,” the nurse’s voice was steady, but there was hesitation beneath it, like she was bracing herself for resistance. Like she expected me to put up a fight.

“I’m no Luna.” I said, my voice above a whisper as I spoke.

“I know that you are aware of why we came here. Please do not make it harder than it is.” She

said and I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, ignoring the pain that I felt. This separation

was going to be temporary.

She expected me to scream. To cry. To clutch Isla so tightly they would have to pry her from

my arms.

I did none of those things. I was not going to do that. I was not going to hurt my daughter like

that.

Instead, I let out a slow breath, lowering my head to press a lingering kiss against my daughter’s forehead.

Then, I extended my arms, offering her up without a word.

The nurse hesitated, startled, as if she hadn’t anticipated my submission. I didn’t miss the

way she faltered before reaching out to take Isla, her expression unreadable.

I kept my eyes locked on my daughter, watching as she was carefully lifted from my arms.

“She is going to be in safe hands. And you can come and see her whenever you want. She’s just going to need to be monitored in an incubator. It is going to be the best option for her.” The nurse spoke, trying to assure me. I did not respond.

For the first time since I had woken up, Isla whimpered, her tiny mouth parting as if she knew. As if she felt the loss of my warmth, my presence.

I just sat there, my hands empty, my chest hollow.

The nurse adjusted Isla in her arms, rocking her slightly before turning toward the door.

And that’s when he walked in.

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Damon.

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He entered just as the nurse was leaving, his tall frame pausing at the sight of her carrying his child. Even the fact of me saying that she was his daughter was something that I did not like. He did not even know of her. He did not acknowledge her presence before. And he had made it clear that he did not want her around. The sudden change did not make sense to me, but I

knew better than to argue about that.

His expression hardened, those sharp green eyes darkening as they flickered between the

nurse and me.

I didn’t look at him.

I didn’t move.

I just stared blankly at the wall, ignoring his presence entirely.

A flicker of something crossed his face, something unreadable, something that almost looked

like confusion.

But then, just as quickly, it was gone.

His lips parted slightly, as if he was about to say something, but he didn’t. Instead, his gaze

shifted back to the nurse.

“Take her to the nursery. Make sure she’s monitored properly,” he ordered, his voice cold. “Add to make sure there no trouble occurs if there is anything that needs to happen and if there is anything that you need, give me a call immediately.”

The nurse nodded quickly before stepping past him, disappearing into the hallway with Isla in

her arms.

The door clicked shut.

And then, there was nothing but silence.

I still didn’t look at him.

Didn’t acknowledge him.

Didn’t speak.

At this point, he did not even want to look at him. Even if he stood in front of me, even if he was the last person that I was going to have to be forced to say I did not want to cut him.

Damon took a slow step forward, his shoes clicking against the floor, his presence heavy in the space between us. And I knew that he could sense it.

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His scent filled the room, powerful, familiar, suffocating. But I refused to let it affect me. I refused to allow him to get inside my head. Not again.

I refused to let him affect me.

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“You didn’t fight.” His voice was quiet, almost unreadable. “I would have expected you to do so.

”

I didn’t respond.

“Sienna.”

Nothing.

He exhaled sharply, his frustration evident as he ran a hand through his hair. “Say something.”

I blinked slowly, staring at my lap. “There’s nothing left to say. You wanted to take her. You went ahead and did so.”

Damon’s jaw ticked, his hands curling into fists at his sides. “You’re acting like I just ripped her from you.”

I let out a hollow laugh, but it held no humor. “Didn’t you? Didn’t you tell the nurses to take her by force from me if I fought back?”

He stilled.

I finally looked at him then, meeting his gaze with an emptiness I didn’t even know I had in

me.

“You made your choice, Damon,” I said, my voice flat. “And I made mine. For her safety, I gave her to them. But that is the only reason why I gave her to them without a fight. Now if you would excuse me, I want to rest. I did not get any sleep throughout the entire night.”