Chapter 10

Damon My hands trembled as I brought out a syringe filled with wolfsbane, ready to inject myself with it. I made sure it was above my usual dosage. A quick death would do. I shut my eyes as the needle made its way into my skin, almost piercing my veins when the syringe tripped from my hand and fell on the floor. I wasn't afraid of death. In fact, I couldn't wait to meet my brothers and my mate, but I was afraid that I would break Jasper's heart. After the ugly incident, he was there for me, helping me battle my demons and making me a better person. He was the only one who didn't see me as a madman despite knowing I was one. He was more than my best friend, more than my Beta. He was my brother. Killing myself would only shatter his heart into pieces. "A worthless madman like you doesn't deserve to live. Pick it up!" A voice commanded, growling menacingly as a strange breeze rolled the syringe to rest against my foot. I recognized that voice. The voice of my demons. "You are not a madman