Damon's POV

The last month I’ve barely slept, barely ate I feel like utter crap. Thoughts of Phoebe plague my mind every waking moment. The kiss we shared in the elevator a consistent reminder on what I’m missing out on. I’ve barely seen her, actually today on the field was the first. I’ve only heard about her, and Jacob seems to be going out of his way every day to keep me well informed. The only thing he won’t tell me is if she says anything about me. I asked him once to tell me what her thoughts were of me and his reply to me was that Phoebe won’t talk to him about me or even let him mention my name. I just about near go crazy when he waltzes into my office after a workout session smelling like her as he and Cory train with her everyday.

I heard from her father, Leo that she took him down. When he told me that I couldn’t stop the grin from plastering my face, that’s my girl I thought. Every moment of every day, I just can’t stop thinking about her. It was wrong of me to ask her to stay away from her friends this was her home well before Sally came along. Her place is here right beside me. I’m going out of my mind not being able to smell her scent, see her smile it’s all my fault because I told her to stay away. I pick my desk up and throw it into the opposite wall. I’m so damn frustrated with everything. Dad is waiting to hand the Alpha position over to me, but I’ve asked him to wait until we find out if the pup belongs to me or not.

I’ve made my decision, no matter what Phoebe is and will be my Luna.

The day after the kiss, when the rogues came and I watched my Phoebe fight, she made both me and Edmund so proud. Then today watching her fight Tessa, I just wanted to bring her back to my room and mark her and make her mine. The way her perfect body moved so gracefully, so strong. I memorized every dip and every curve of her body.

After that little performance of Jacobs, I was jealous. I knew nothing will ever eventuate from Jacob's and Phoebe's friendship, as they are more like brother and sister then friends, but it cut me like a knife that she had to seek my permission to come to the pack house to watch a movie with her friends. That made me feel like the biggest arsehole around, I was ashamed of myself, for asking her to stay away. “Me to" came my wolf’s reply as he hung his head in shame. ”but my pup” he continued on in my head. “Will most likely die" I snapped back. “Heck it may not even be ours. What are you doing protecting something that may not even be ours?" I yell through the link. “doesn’t Phoebe not mean anything to you?”

“She means the world to me, but you know how I feel that pup could be ours.” He hissed at me.

“I’m done with you being so stupid Edmund. I wish that the moon goddess had gave me a smarter wolf" I shouted through the link before I blocked him from my mind.