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

006 – Mr. A*shole

LUCY.

My eyes locked with the darkest blue eyes I had ever seen in my whole life and I felt my whole world stop spinning. His eyes were mesmerizing, and despite the frown on his face, he looked like a god, frowning at me, making my core throb all at once at the fierceness in his face.

“Move...” A female hissed behind me, pushing me forward, and I just realized I had stopped dancing. I jolted out of my reverie, my eyes darting around the stage at the other females, trying to figure out where we were in the dance.

My heart was thudding loudly. I had never, in the life of me, lost focus, even in a time of danger, but seeing this man, in a split second, all my senses went out the

window.

My cheeks burned, not out of

embarrassment but because I didn’t like

the way that the attention was all on me now since I was just standing, not knowing what part we were dancing to.

Until another Omega danced her way through me and took my hand, swaying it with her before she twirled me around, whispering softly in the air, but I could hear her loud and clear. “Just move

around and dance…”

And I did.

Soon, I fell back into rhythm, but my eyes kept searching for the man, which made me lose my focus. But he was nowhere

near where I saw him, and not anywhere

in the audience seats.

I didn’t know if I was disappointed or

relieved. At least he could not distract me

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anymore.

The crowd applauded, combined with

hoots and whistles as the music stopped

as we exited the stage and the host

announced the bidding would start in a

few minutes.

I was Omega Number 10.

Nine Omegas before me.

I didn’t really care who would buy me tonight. I was planning to escape anyway and move somewhere south, but seeing those eyes, I was wondering if he would

bid for an Omega. Because I knew deep

inside, I was hoping he would bid for me.

Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad.

The backstage was in complete chaos. And I just remained in one place, leaning my back against the wall as I tilted my head up to the ceiling before I closed my

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eyes,

I told Olivia that if the backstage was busy, no one might notice us and that we could escape. But she didn‘t want to go with me. But now that she‘s not part of this anymore, putting my actions into a plan shouldn‘t be hard.

But part of me wanted to stay – for dark blue eyes.

“Come here!” My eyes snapped open when I heard Cora‘s voice.

Her hand grabbed my wrist, pulling me somewhere until we reached a vanity table where my make–up was done earlier. She sat me on the chair and spoke with the female there. “Run another makeup on her, make sure this one is not visible.”

She was pointing at my jaw, making me check myself out in the mirror.

Oh, Goddess. A bruise was starting to

show. And because I didn’t have a wolf and my demon power was suppressed, I

would heal as humans do. Slow and

painful.

I stayed still as the female worked on my

face. All the while, I kept my ears open, trying to hear the events on the stage.

There were already four Omegas that were sold. And the fifth one came back to the backstage just now. A blanket was wrapped around her and she was crying hysterically.

My heart clenched in pain as the other Omegas went around her and hugged her. They were asking her what happened. My hands coiled into tight fists as I listened

to her in agony.

No one was bidding for her. And one of the bidders taunted that she needed to

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her clothes before a bid

forced to take off

clothing, but no

for her, so the stripping

continued.

was when she was standing

front of them

demon blood, but my loathing

growing.

the scheme they

was sure they would be

was so tempted to

down and save the

that, where would

especially if my father

out of nowhere?

would never take them to the

And I knew the process

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itself if I

about dark blue eyes. Was he part of the crowd taunting her to strip? Disgust filled my

me desiring

just like

“Lucy! You‘re next.”

my seat, tilting my head up. I had nothing to be scared off, but I remember, I needed to act like a meek Omega. So I dropped my

being naked. At sixteen, my father brought me to a place where demons were during rituals for an orgy. I didn‘t

for hours.

awaken my sexuality.

did.

me

were violating them.

reminding myself to memorize the faces of the men in front

back for

let their evilness

Save your soul.

me was

darkness.

stage, and I was led to the propped–up part of the stage. There were six big screens where the bid would be shown. One

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each on

men were seated.

enough to look at the crowd seated in front of

as I let my eyes gaze roamed around, looking for

earlier.

he was

Number Ten. Just turned

speaker announced it and I wanted to roll my

ago? But I

emotions at all.

orphaned, raised in the Shallow Ridge Orphanage.”

hands from balling as I

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there to keep my

to the

man already standing from his seat. He must be around twenty five, give or take. He had his arms crossed against his

dancing earlier when my eyes were trying to

was sure he

bidding starts

ticking, but no one was bidding. I had no idea how it would

in their hands. This man looking at

have anything in his hand, and think

his deep baritone voice sent a shiver down

was good–looking, I wouldn’t

as another followed him.“Strip, are

deaf?”

stop my body from shaking. When I said stripping was nothing to me, I

are asked to strip…” The speaker spoke, and with

the

heart was thudding loudly as my

hands sweated.

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myself, and as I was

me flashed..

Don’t strip.

hands let go of the

out

that?” The man who

as his

and was looking for

for

bidding was anonymous. You

who

their tablet.

myself from smiling as I

value. 10,000 was way too low.