Damon's POV;

Mio amore has been unconscious for four weeks this Saturday, sleeping on the hospital bed with nothing more than a single IV, heart monitor and a single injecting tube for any medication. I made sure she was poked very limited for I knew how needles pained her even as she slept.

One entire month I haven't heard her voice yelling at me to buy her food, or scolding me for not getting her enough to eat or allowing her to some sleep, or to boss me around into buying her the most randomly selected fast food at any given hour of the day. One time she woke me at 4 in the morning, crying for pizza and spicy Mexican quesadilla at the same time.

I smile from the memory but I don't tear my eyes away from the sight of my angel restrained to the bed. Ollie felt lingering presence too although he hardly knew her for a day. He was on her bed cuddling up with her, nudging on her fingers for her to stroke his fur. Whimpering with rejection, he fell flat against the bed watching her.

That day, if only it never happened. It stirred quite a havoc among us Alpha's. Nora was right indeed, we Alpha's were gifted a lower rage tolerance. Luckily we werent at the Romano's Faith Villa because if we had, it'd be in a heap of trashed planks and rubble and in all honestly, I had only just got it constructed and was in no mood to do so again.

Instead we had the farmhouse where it happened. Nora wasnt going to be happy with how the place looks now after 4 enraged Alpha's got to it, despite I leaving her room untouched.

How they managed to get in has yet us all baffled. We had tripled the security and patrol for that day, and Alpha's of other Pack's had even provided their personal security for themselves, us doing our own personal background checks on everyone. Whoever had done this was pathetic, that Alpha as he called himself. He was weak to think he could challenge two of the biggest Packs of North America. Perhaps simply stupid.

Ollie barked loudly. "Ollie,"I groan, "do you want Antonio to have you thrown out the window? Shut up."

Again. "Ollie Im serious."

Once more. "Ollie-"

I saw him leaping on the bed, more activate than he has been this whole month. His jumping drew my attention to Nora's twitching fingers. "Nora?"

"Where am I?" She asked hazily, adjusting her head to look away from the directed ceiling lights. Dylan resurfacing upon said voice, raced our body towards her bed so we were sitting next to her in seconds. I brush the astray dark strands from her head, sighing of relief when I felt her forehead a bit warm and not burning feverishly.

"McDonalds love, you missed one heck of a sale."

"Asshole." She croaked with a sniffled snort. It was almost a wheeze.

"Hospital, you've been out for a month." That seemed to do it. She stopped everything and stared. The exhaust was still visible in those soft melted orbs of hers. I lost all circulation to my lungs seeing her captivate me with her big childish eyes.

"No."

"Yes."

"A-Angel? M-Mia? And-", I cut her short with a touch of my lips when she tried to heave herself upright. Nora paused and held her spot for a moment against the soft cushion of the bed before loosening the tension in her shoulders, kissing right back. I nearly moaned within her mouth.

My heart ached but I had to be the one to pull away, allowing the sparks to recede to dimmed embers. "All three of them gained consciousness within a week. You took longer for some reason, even we don't have answers but I was so, so worried."

"I can't remember anything," Nora said scrunching her nose, when Ollie gave her cheek a lick. She grinned and began to itch his weak spot behind his right ear receding him to all 4.

"Hunter caught up to Kaden and Dr.O'Brien. He saw the rogue ready to launch itself and aimed an arrow to his heart when he leaped towards you, saving you but unfortunately there was an accomplice who gave you that nasty hit on the back of your head before they could get to you. Kaden got a hold of him and handed him to Jace and Carter to take back to our cells were-," I looked furiously, uttering every word through gritted teeth, "-your brothers and I had our share of...negotiation with him, individually. Never thought Zayn had that angry side to him until after I saw his craftsmanship with that blade. Such precision."

Nora didn't say anything, she kept watching Ollie as he melted under his touch. Her silence confirmed my suspicion of her not being so oblivious about the brutality of her brothers. She said lowly, "And what did you find out?"

I nearly hesitated but Dylan didnt. "Whoever they are they're dangerous Nora and they'd stop at nothing to hurt you or anyone we care about. There's a war coming, one we can't stop and have no choice but to fight in for the sake our existence. It's not against the RedBlood's alone, its with the SilverRose's as well since both Packs' have Luna's who are expecting. They believe that the Luna's states compromises the Alphas and their Pack's, leaving them in a vulnerable position. That we've become weak since also the war between RedBlood's and SilverRose's was diminished when Xavier extended the peace treaty between us."

She looked conflicted no matter how long she wore that mask. Her eyes naturally widened, drifted, lips drawn to a tight purse, and wrinkles creasing her head. "They're only assuming mio amore that 4 expecting Luna can render our guards weak and they can challenge 4 of the biggest Alphas of the Nation. It's not your fault. You aren't a burden or a liability on me, and nor are you a weakling of any sort. I've grown up with targets on my back since I was born."

Again nothing from her except a seriously straight face. I meant it, not one thing is her fault. It wasn't on her that her soulmate was an asshole of a Mate as well as Alpha.

"Lie with me." More of a order than request.

I kiss her head, her eyes dropping with heaviness. "Never need to ask that."

Climbing under the warmed sheets, I looped an arm around her waist while slipping the hand under her gown and right above her stomach. Nora drew closer positioning herself on my chest, a hand over my heart. Ollie rested below and atop our intertwined feet. We kept our shared silence until she asked, "Will our children ever be safe?" ...

*2 days later*

I didn't have a reply, even if she had fallen into a deep slumber shortly after and never mentioned it again upon awaking a few hours later. With intertwined bodies, I kept only a little space between our pressing chests, enough for her to draw her small breathes without the restraints of mine to contradict.

Rossi kept a hourly watch on her, always dropping in just after she'd fall sleep. At first I thought it was because he couldn't bare the sight of his Luna sick on a bed of his hospital, but Dylan only snorted. Moments later, so did I when I replayed the words in my head.

"How many more days?" Until I could get her the hell out of here, I wished to add.

Nora stirred, recoiling away to the other side where she slumped her head to the edge of the pillow. I brush the hair from her neck, rising upright a bit, drawing the sheets close to cover her shivering shoulder.

"2 days at max Damon. It's a safety precaution," he sighed, reading from the clipboard. "The charts are normal, they're fine both. And since you've quadrupled the number of patrols on the floor all the way to the surgical daycare," he frowned deepened, "I don't think it's possible anymore for someone to step foot without you knowing beforehand. Maybe tone it down, I'd say? I don't think some elderly lady coming with roses to meet her sick Mate can cause you or Nora any harm. I'd worry more of those nurses who wouldn't mind smacking her over the head with a used bedpan out of rage or jealously."

"I say it's about time you start looking for new staff," Dylan confesses out of me. With a look of void etched on his face, he turned his heel.

"You can sign her out at 2. I'll have the papers ready." Antonio murmured before walking out in defeat.

Twenty minutes remained til 2. I couldn't be more relieved to be gone home finally with Nora. Dylan rambling on about a mental checklist of things to do; having the bed prepped with the newly bought soften quilts, having Leila to teach us how to make that pasta Nora favors, bring a bundle of roses, boxes of chocolate and a ton of fuzzy PJs. Sometimes as in like this, I'd forget Nora's only 16 and requires even the smallest of gestures to make her day better. Stephanie always was a firm believer that morning sex was way to a girl's heart but now I think I know it's through her stomach.

Dylan kept worrying June would want to kill him for trying to get the recipe wrong and figured we'd get Leila to make it herself but even my assurances couldn't rest his case. He wasted the 20 minutes as if it never happened, my head pounding by the chime of 2.

An elderly nurse stalked in silently to have the papers signs, and as soon as I handed the pen back I withdrew the sheets, and loomed an arm under her resting body after having Nora's arms wrap my neck.

She never felt a thing, not even stirred when I rose from the bed with her and as I headed down the building to our ride. Hunter was suppose to meet us but complications with his Mate, by what Leila informed me, had left him no where better. Kaden for once wasn't as nearly pleased as I thought he'd be when he'd find his brother in the clutches of alcohol. Alcoholism's consuming him, not the other way around. He refuses to even meet us eye-to-eye when speaking, he's ashamed and considers himself a disappointment of a Mate.

I've been advised to step away by both Leila and Kaden, but I couldn't help but be pissed at his good for nothing Mate Katarine. She's worse than Stephanie. At least Stephanie does her crap to your face and makes sure you either witness or hear about it but his Mate.

We drove the swindling roads home at last, going extra slow so I didn't wake Nora. Our villa sat where it did, it's marble gleaming under the grim clouds of grey. I halt just before the entrance, and as I went around to unfasten her belt, I pick up Nora just as she began to stir herself awake. "Morning love."

She gave a delighted moan, snuggling closer and drawing my neck tighter.

I quirk a smile, pecking at her head. Walking through the polished halls of roman architect, I turn just before the staircase heading upwards.

"Damon?" She asked softly, laying more relaxed. I return nothing.

The long linen curtains to the glass paneled drawing room were swaying to the breeze, and Nora tightened herself around me when I felt her shudder involuntarily. I sat her down on one of the many snow cushioned benches circling the room. Her face became registered in confusion, her arm hesitate to let go from the rounding of my neck. It was as if she had a question on the pelt of her lip but didn't open them to ask.

The sky cackled, and my heart pounded to the sound of clouds roared. Nora didn't let go, and neither did I urge her too. I needed to feel her as she soothed me and eased my tension building on the sides of my body's wall. "Nora. I..."

"Yes?"

I bent down on both knees before her, her cream gown floating down to her ankles and glazing only the slightest of the cold marble just as her feet. "Nora, I cant reassure you not to be scared or even terrified of what will happen in the days to come. I cant lie to you or betray you with such lies I cant even stand to believe. I've woven enough lies and hurt you enough to last a lifetime, I was a dick of a Mate and Alpha to a Pack. Ive made enemies of everyone I came across but I would never want to become the biggest enemy of our child. Im not just scared, Im literally terrified out of my mind for you and our babies. You make me the happiest person on earth Nora and to think of Packs coming after us makes me want to burn this whole country down."

"But Damon you're better than that, to kill everyone," She whispered, her voice hardly a caress compared to the storm brewing outside.

"I try to be better. I want to be better. Nora please don't come in harms way, I care to much it hurts me.

"You asked if our kids will ever safe, and at first even I didn't know because of the number of people I've enraged over the years." Nora cupped my cheeks just as a single tear trickled out.

I was crying and not afraid to admit it, I kissed her flattened belly as she combed my hair trying not to cry for whatever may come next, so I cried for everything I never got a chance to grieve for. ... Hey owls, Miss me?! IM BACK...🎉

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