I woke up still wrapped in Damien's arms and it scared me ... it scared me how right this felt. I lay like this for a long time wondering about how Damien is here for me now and how he was there for me last night when I spilled how I felt. He still had to fully prove he could be my mate, but sometimes I think I'm being too selfish.

'I know you're awake.' I heard Damien's morning voice say and damn was it a sexy one. He chuckled behind me, a deep rumble which made the vibrations send shivers through me. 'Are you alright?' He asked me, and I shrugged. I was honestly confused with how I felt right now, I wasn't sure whether I was happy or not, I mean Damien is sitting here next to me taking care of me and worrying about me.

'Let's get you breakfast then we can get you home.' I smiled at his kindness and he kissed my head before getting up and calling room service through the phone we had. Damien was saying something and his eyes flickered to mine before saying bye to whoever was on the phone

'What is it?' I asked him, he shook his head

'Your aunt and uncle are home, they were wondering where you were and shit. Kameron is with them now, so I'm guessing we can forget the breakfast then, huh?' My eyes widened. Shit, I never told Sheila and Zach that Kameron was here.

'I'm sorry, I guess we do have to go back home.' I said sheepishly. After tidying up a little bit, we went back onto Damien's death vehicle and went home to find a crying Shelia and a Zach comforting her while Kameron sat on the opposite side and had his hands on his face while baby Liam was in his cot. Everyone's eyes turned to me when they heard me and Damien come in. Sheila and Zach glared at Damien

'You are not welcome in our house Alpha, we are moving Kayla.' I looked at them with wide eyes.

'No we're not.' I said. Zach's eyes pierced into mine but I didn't looked scared even though inside there was a part of me saying I shouldn't be arguing with him, but none of this is Damien's fault.

'What do you mean no?!' Zach yelled.

'Why do you choose to move now?! What's the point?! I'm happy now, I have my mate and I have my brother!' I yelled back, my voice held much more authority and everyone flinched apart from Damien.

'You never told us Kameron was back.' Sheila spoke.

'I didn't even remember Kameron, how the fuck was I supposed to say anything to you guys when I knew this is how you would react!'

'Don't raise your voice at me. You could have at least called us when things got bad, we could have come home! You could have called when Kameron came back, the minute he came back but you went and decided to play happy families with him!' Sheila said standing up and pointing a finger to Damien.

'All of you shut up before I exile every one of you from this pack!' Everyone turned to Damien who had his alpha voice on but it sounded disorientated meaning his wolf took over. 'Kameron is in this pack now, as a warrior fighter. He will not be leaving, and neither will Luna of this pack. If you choose to leave then leave, but you are not to take these two!' We had angered him so much that he let his wolf take over and it scared me. Everyone was silent, we could ever hear a pin drop.

'We will leave then.' Zach said.

'What? No!' Sheila exclaimed.

'And why would that be?' Zach asked narrowing his eyes at her.

'Why? Why should we? Everything we have is here, I am raising Liam here, and I am not leaving if Kayla isn't!' They argued back and forth, Kameron was in the same position as he was in before, but then Zach said something he shouldn't have.

'We wouldn't be having this conversation if he wasn't here.' Pointing at Kameron. Kameron got up and left, slamming the door shut.

'Why are you acting like this?!' Sheila shouted.

'I am looking out for my family but every one of you throws it back in my face so what's the point of trying anymore!?'

'Then leave.' Sheila said

'Fine.' That's how everything went down the drain and Sheila broke down crying while Liam was still asleep.....lazy baby

Kameron's P.O.V

My legs dangled underneath me as I looked down at the view with a bottle of rich Russian vodka in my hand. I'm not going to kill myself because what's the point of having people mourn over your death after they have cried enough times because you left? What Zach said hurt me, hurt me to the point where I wanted to kill myself but I guess there is more to life than what meets the eye.

I took another large gulp of the strong drink and winced when it went down my throat but welcomed in the pain anyway. It's enough pain to cover the hurt I have faced; all I have thought about is myself since I have come up on this cliff which is pretty insensitive of me. I drank once again, something else that's wrong with me. That word, I, it has bugged me since I could talk because it's about me I don't like talking about myself I don't like saying I, I just want me to go away so I don't talk about myself.

'Hey, you okay there?' I nodded without looking at the girl, usually when guys turn around there stands your mate looking beautiful and shit. I'm not falling for that shit, I'm not getting into any of that because no one wants me and everyone gets fed up with me in the end.

'Just fine.' I drawled out the "I" in fine realising how drunk I sounded.

'You don't sound it. Come on, I'll take you home you do know where you live right?' She asked me, I could tell by her voice she was a brunette. 'P. Sherman 51 Wallaby Road, Las Vegas.' I said, then laughed or giggled after I answered that.

'Um...I'm pretty sure it's P Sherman 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney.'

'Ooh, we have someone who corrects people. Well, Miss Corrector I think you should stop correcting.' I stood up and gave her a stern look before giggling at her startled expression. She held her hands out making me swat them away, except for the fact that I couldn't touch her as I fell flat on my face.

'Jesus!' Oh, her voice just sends tingles all around my body. I giggled once more and rubbed my face into the grass wishing that it was the girl's body cuz that would feel amazing. I felt hands on my arms making me growl but I stopped when my wolf whispered something to me "mate". Startled by the word, I got up instantly and sobered up quickly before looking at the girl with wide eyes and her expressions mirrored mine.

'You're my mate.' Her eyes widened a bit more before looking up and down at me, shaking her head slowly. 'No, no, no.' She turned away from me saying the word over and over again, why was she saying no for? I'm a hell of a sexy guy and she should be lucky that she has someone like me as her mate.

'I'm offended.' I said hiccupping which made her turn all her attention to me and she had the nastiest glare on her face before pointing at me. 'You cannot be my mate.' I scoffed.

'Well looks like I can't change that and too late now, huh! Why the hell you complaining, you could have had a fifty year old hobo as your mate but you have a hot guy instead!' I pointed out before moving closer to her.

'Don't come any closer!' She warned me but instead of listening to her, I pulled her by her arms and kissed her hard on her lips, sending more firework than any other thing I have felt. I know that didn't make sense but I am drunk in love, drunk and now in love too so my sentence won't make sense but this kiss does. It's like something I have never felt before, something that felt like it was completing me and it was.

It was an overwhelming feeling that I couldn't get over and craved more, like how vampires like the taste of blood but this was better. The best thing I have ever experienced because this girl was my mate, and it wasn't like those cliché scenes where the guy is a dick to the girl instead, the girl is a dick to the guy if that was possible. Her hands felt like fire as she touched my hip with her hand making me bring her closer to me by her back and touching her cheek, I brought her closer to me so that there was no gap in between us.

We both pulled away, our foreheads touching as we breathed hard together. We didn't look into each other's eyes but we intertwined our hands together and she giggled softly, the sound was like a melody to my ears. My heart broke when she completely let go of me and stepped away from me with tears in her eyes and her lips were quivering.

'What's wrong?' I asked her.

'We can't be together.' I raised my eyebrow at her in question. 'I can't, I have to go.' she turned to go but I pulled her back.

'Stay. I have enough bottle of vodka for the both of us.'

'I don't drink.' She said before trying to get me out of her grip but I only pulled her closer making her gasp. 'Why can't you stay with me?'

'I'm a slut, I sleep with a billion guys every day.'

'I like my girls experienced.'

'I've sucked guys, had sex with a lot of guys and fucked them in every position and you don't mind?' She asked me or more like exclaimed.

'There's other parts to the story and I'm willing to hear all of it. You don't drink, and most sluts like to drink party and do drugs and yes I have done all of them so technically, I'm a slut to so why don't we share stories? You can go first if you want. And remember, there is that bottle of vodka sitting right there waiting to be finished.' I said. She laughed through her tears looking away from me but sighed and nodded coming towards me.

'Fine, but if I ask you for money after this don't be shocked. Don't be shocked if I screw you too.' she winked. I smirked at her, 'Sweetie, no matter how seductive you try to be I know that you aren't a whore or a slut there's someone else underneath all that. Now give your mate a kiss so we can start our stories.' She giggled then pecked my lips, she could do better but I guess we could leave that for later.

'Where the hell should I begin?' She asked sitting down where I had sat before. I went over to her and plopped down next to her, 'From the beginning would be good.' I offered. As she spilled everything about her life, I realised that I didn't have to only think about myself anymore, I would always be talking and thinking about her.