Caged Between the beta and alpha

Chapter 64

What Robyn said was so damn true and I knew I needed to do this, I needed to talk to Damgo.

I couldn’t keep hurting him like this.

I won’t wait any longer, I’m going to go and I’m going to talk to him right now.

I can’t carry on doing this…

I was now back in my room, pacing restlessly.

I decided to mind link Damon and ask if I could come to see him.

I took a deep breath, my fists clenched.

My heart was racing against my ribcage, painfully fast.

‘Damon?’

‘Hey, everything ok?’ This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

‘Can’t I link you if there’s not a reason?’ I asked, feeling guilty, thinking I didn’t mind link him as often.

No wonder he thought that.

‘Course you can.’ But we both knew the truth.

‘Well, I wanted to meet up with you, like to actually talk.

Can I come around?’ I had to try my best to sound normal.

‘Sure, me and Zack are actually dealing with a potential clue, but as soon as it’s done, I can let you

know?’

‘Perfect thanks…’ I said, the guilt of what I was about to do eating up at me inside.

‘Take care, gorgeous.’ His soft, deep voice came.

I closed my eyes.

Not gorgeous, fucking evil and cruel.

I sank onto my bed, wrapping my arms around my legs and resting my chin on top of my knees.

Sadness washed over me and the urge to wallow in self -pity threatened to overcome me, but before I

could, Liam’s voice came through the link.

‘Bitesize?’

‘Hey.’ I said softly

Are you ok?’ Concern was clear in his voice.

‘Of course I am.

‘You don’t sound it…

Ever the intuitive one.

‘I am, so why did you mind link?” I asked brightly.

‘Two hours from now, I want you to meet me at the edge of the woods, by the park.’

“Ok… ‘I said, wondering why.

I needed to talk to Darnon too.

‘Is it important? I had something I needed to do today.’

‘Yes, it is.

Can you reschedule?’

I couldn’t deny him.

Ok, see you then.’ I said, giving in.

I guess I could talk to Damon after meeting Liam if he’s not done before then.

If he was done b y then, that is

I decided to clean up my room a little, thinking about Mom… She was gone, would she be reunited with

Renji? How was Dad coping? His trial was in the morning too.

I was not looking forward to it at all, but I knew I had to do it.

An hour later, my room was spotless and I still had time to kill.

Damon hadn’t mind linked again and the sun was already settling outside, I decided to change into

something a little more appealing

Going through my wardrobe, I pulled out a matte PU leather shirt, which was nice and loose, and

paired it with a black fitted skirt that had a corset tie right down the front.

I picked out some black six-inch heeled boots.

Perfect, now I’ll be five-foot-six!

I touched up my make up out of boredom before I glanced at the time, guess I could head out and meet

him early.

Was Damon still not done?

‘Damon? Are you still busy?’

‘Hey Raven, yeah, I might be a while.

Is it important?’ He asked worriedly.

‘No, I was just wondering, Liam wanted me to meet him, so I wasn’t sure if you were done or-‘

Carry on, we’ll talk tomorrow.’

I didn’t mean that…

‘I’ll come by later?’

‘If you can, Liam won’t want you out past curfew.” He teased lightly, but I knew he meant it.

‘Ok… Tomorrow then.’ I said, feeling down once again.

I walked through the pack grounds, the crunch of the gravel beneath my feet loud in my ears.

I saw the guard’s glance at me, it was clear they were on edge.

There was still an hour until curfew but the streets were empty.

To my surprise, although I was ten minutes early, Liam was also there.

His eyes ran over me appreciatively, and I felt suddenly very self-conscious.

“You look good.” He sald, closing the gap between us and placing his hand on the small of my back,

pulling me against him then leaning down and kissing my lips softly.

Sparks rippled through me and I bit back my moan, only for Liam to deepen the kiss as a helpless sigh

left my lips.

“Thanks.” I said.

“Those heels are pretty neat; I may not get as much of a backache if you wear them more often.

“He said, placing a hand on his back and grimacing.

I frowned.

“Hey, I’m not that short…” Ok, I was, but still! He didn’t need to complain! “Besides you aren’t so old

that you will get a backache!”

He smirked.

“Oh yeah? Well, we both have got to admit you’re tiny.”

“Well, we all can’t be gorillas like yourself.” I huffed.

He put his arm around my shoulders, pulling me close as he planted a kiss on my forehead.

I leaned into him, the comfort from his touch soothing the storm of emotions inside of me.

“So why are we going into the woods at dark.?” I asked.

“That’s what the girl always asks the charming killer.” He said, giving me a smirk, but it faded quickly

and he slowed down.

“With my unpredictable emotions, maybe we shouldn’t do this…”

“Hey… I can handle myself and you will be ok.

We are doing this.” I said firmly placing my hands on his hipbone as I stared up at him.

He seemed to be struggling with himself, but finally agreed.

Nodding he carried on walking, taking my hand.

He threaded his fingers with mine and I smiled gently.

The old Liam was in there…

“So, will you not tell me where you’re taking me?”

“Patience Love.” He said, glancing down at me.

I frowned, seeing some light up ahead.

I realised he had brought me to Grandma Amelia’s cottage.

“We‘re going in here?” I asked.

He reached into his pocket, I couldn’t help but stare at the front of his jeans, looking away quickly

before he spotted me.

He unlocked the door and I stopped dead in my tracks at the warm, welcoming scene before me.

The glow of the lights and the smell of freshly baked Victoria sponge cake filled the air.

Soft music played in the background.

The place was spotless, a new beige fluffy throw was draped over the sofa, with a few cushions in

shades of purple on the couch, which were definitely not Grandma Amy’s.

The table had a dark purple tablecloth over it with a shimmery beige runner through the middle, set up

with a few lanterns and an arrangement of fresh flowers in the centre.

The fact that he had decorated in purple made it clear it was for me.

There were a few things set out on the table; a thermos, two mugs, a can of spray cream, some

sprinkles, and a Victoria sponge cake decorated with sliced strawberries – a cake that I knew Liam had

baked.

Liam had set up a date for us.

The surge of emotions that consumed me made me look up at him.

I pulled him close by the shirt, wrapping my arms around his neck tightly.

My heart was thumping as I didn’t know what to feel and hugged him tightly.

“It’s not much bitesize.” He said, standing straight and lifting me off my feet in the process, his arms

around my waist.

I looked into his eyes, despite everything we were going through, he still took the time to do this…

“I thought you would be busy with Zack and Damon.

How did you find the time to do this?”

He locked the door behind us and gave me a small smirk.

“Actually, I was working as I baked and cleaned this place up.” He said, jerking his head towards a

large pile of papers that sat on the kitchen worktop.

“Good boy.” I said, patting his cheek.

He gave me a look, prodding my cheek.

“It’s only cake, though.

I was thinking I should have gotten some food, but I was a bit stretched on time… and I remember you

once joked about it so…”

He remembered… Goddess…

(FLASHBACK FIVE YEARS AGO)

“I don’t get why you baked just one cake.” I complained, looking at the cake he had sliced into four.

“I’m a growing girl, I need a cake all to myself!”

“Growing from where? You’re not even five feet.” Damon teased, making me frown.

Kiara giggled.

“It’s a dessert, not a meal, Raven.” She said, taking a bite of Liam’s baked cake.

“Well, one day I want to have an entire cake for dinner, and I’m not sharing it! You owe me,

Liam!”

“One day.” He replied, pushing his slice towards me.

“No, no! You have it!” I said, feeling guilty trying to hide my pink cheeks.

“I don’t actually want any.” He replied, amused.

“Oh perfect.” I said, taking his share, all for me… My precious.

(END OF FLASHBACK)

I stared at him.

How was it that he remembered stuff like that?

“Thank you…” I said, staring at the table as he led me to it and pulled out a chair.

“I love it.”

“I hope it tastes as good, I haven’t baked in a while.” He said, bending down.

He kissed my neck, sending a rivet of pleasure through me, tucking the chair in.

My heart skipped a beat as I watched him take the seat opposite me; in his light grey shirt, blue fitted

jeans, and those bracelets and chains he wore… He looked so fucking hot.

His intense gaze mét mine as he picked up the knife and cut a small slice of cake, he placed it o n his

plate before placing the rest of the cake in front of me.

My eyes widened as he held out a small spoon.

“Eat until your sick.” He replied smirking.

“Right from the plate?” I asked, staring at the delicious, fluffy cake before me, that sprinkle of icing

powder begging to meet my lips.

Why was this so fun!

“Yeah.” He said, as I took the spoon from him, our fingers brushed and I bit my lip.

“Thanks.

I’m going to eat like a pig, so don’t judge.”

“I’ve never judged before.” Liam said, taking the cap off of the thermos and pouring us both a mug of

hot chocolate.

I narrowed my eyes as he shook the can of cream.

“Hey, are you saying I’ve always eaten like a pig?!” I said pouting.

“Have you?”

“Of course not.

I just love food at times.

Like all the time” I said, watching him spray a generous amount of cream into both mugs before

spraying some into his mouth.

He licked his lips, raising his eyebrows at me as I found myself staring at him.

Oh my… Why was that so sexy?