BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha's Little Demon by Cassandra M

073 – Calm Down Your Fire

ADAN STONE.

I grunted in discomfort as my eyes snapped open. Pain coursed from my back to every corner of my body, and it rattled me for a second until I was able to make sure that my walls were still up. I didn’t want Lucy to feel even a tiny bit of the pain her father gave me.

“Aargh…” I groaned. I couldn’t roll over and couldn’t lay on my back, but compared to the pain before I fell asleep or passed out, what I had at the moment was bearable.

I closed my eyes for a moment and tried to steady my breathing, trying to process everything that had happened when Lucien walked into the dungeon and began to emotionally torture me.

He kept telling me that Lucy was bound for greater things and that I would be her weakness. That my slightest pain and discomfort would eventually render Lucy incapable of doing her daily routine. He said Lucy would never do the same thing to me that she would protect me by taking all the pain herself.

Until it dawned on me, he wanted me to control my pain and not give it to Lucy.

And like the fucking weak Alpha that I was, I succumbed – because hurting my mate was never on my list. So I put my walls up, and my wolf helped me, making sure that every burn and every whip

would never get past the walls that we built around us.

I could take more. Lucien kept whipping, and I kept negotiating despite the bleeding and the pain all over my body.

He wanted me to leave, and never come

back.

I wanted to leave and take Lucy with me. I negotiated that he could create a direct portal to my territory and be allowed

there anytime to visit her, but the fucking

devil was too selfish. He wanted me out of

Lucy’s way.

He wanted me to forget her.

Or tell him where he could find the witch.

Either of the two meant the same thing: dying. Without Lucy, life would not be worth living. And if I were to give him the witch, I would be giving him the capacity

to kill me.

But I wouldn’t go that way. I wanted a life with my mate. And it might take a while to get to the happily ever after I wanted for us, but we would get there.

In the end, Lucien whipped me like he wanted my soul out of my body. But I didn’t scream. I didn’t even growl. I took it all in, terrified that if a scream left my throat, Lucy would feel something.

I just needed to keep myself together. The more Lucien saw that his ways wouldn’t get through me, the faster he would give up on torturing me.

I was still in pain, but it felt heavenly. I could smell Lucy all around me. Maybe I was still in dreamland, sleeping in my bed. Wait?

Bed? I snapped my eyes open again, and my jaw dropped when I realized I was in Lucy’s chamber. No wonder her scent was calming me down.

“Lucy…” My voice came out throaty, but I was sure it was loud enough for her to hear me if she was just around.

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But there was no response.

I needed water.

at the exact moment the door opened, and I found myself locking my eyes

a man get some rest from seeing his fucking

clamped together by an

out of nowhere and tied them

in my chest, but I tried to act calmly. One of these days, I will fucking decapitate his head and feed

to see you. She brought

wandered around the bedroom. “Where is

with

me out of

I didn’t even

in their own language while I let out a sigh. I felt so

Lucien answered and immediately

was soon dragged out of

into-I had no idea where-but

a new set

♡♡♡

LUCY.

did he

throne room,

began walking away. I could just transport myself, but I needed time to control my emotions, and the throne room was not that

to my brother. If the

was groaning in

lust in his voice. He was most

fuck, Lucija. I’m outside Kalmerus. Give me five

home.’ I told him, ignoring his

fuck!’ I knew that one

‘I didn’t know.’

back here. He took

again.’

did you let

yourself and come back here! Throne

connection as

would lead

I neared the hall, I was

but there were

heart thump loudly. Silence could be a

were demon guards outside the throne

only when I was behind the door that I heard the crack

at the

Adan being whipped again.

is evil. One

him pay for his sins

and my mother.

doors and pushed them, even without using any force, they opened, and my eyes locked with my father’s. He was sitting on his throne with

on his face.

of a

head

of the sound.

almost parallel to my father’s throne. I saw a single, thick whip

end, but