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

BRAVING THE DARKNESS: One Night With The Demon King

BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Book 2

Chapter 58 Epilogue Part l. Five years after (LUCIUS)

Patrea was sitting on the low boulder while watching Luther, and I do our training for today. Lucija and Stone would take Luther here in the underworld from time to time so we could spend time with him and let him familiarize himself with the demons.

For the longest time, they were taking

Luther here and would sometimes leave him with us for a few hours just because they wanted to have time alone.

But I knew there was more to it than that. They wanted us to experience having a child.

After five years, Patrea and I were still not given any. I was slowly coming to terms with it, but that didn’t mean I was losing hope. I never stopped wishing for a child every time I f*uc*ked my queen, but I had stopped telling her I was doing it.

Patrea and I never talked about it anymore. I could still feel sadness in her from time to time, but it didn’t make me feel less loved by her, and I was returning the love she was giving me tenfold more.

We would always be great kings and queens, even without an heir.

Most of my offspring had shown interest in the kingdom and had stepped up to show their skills and powers, but I knew at this point that there was only one heir to my throne.

Luther.

At this age, he was not scared of my demons appearing in their demon form in front of him. Instead, he would show them who was more powerful.

He had Stone’s arrogant demeanor, but I couldn’t help but be proud of his stance. Luther knew his worth and what he was capable of doing. And every day, he would show that to every wolf his age and to the demons in my tower.

I winked at my queen after I vanished three gullaps that Luther was staring at. Those creatures were taking his attention from our training.

Patrea just shook her head and chuckled softly because it made Luther grunt and hiss in annoyance.

But I was done with him playing around. I want his attention now.

“Ready?” I asked, flashing a smug smirk to challenge him to do better than the last.

Luther might only be five years old, but he was doing well in all the activities I gave him. And this holds even for the ones that Stone was already training in their territory.

of Stone’s annoying face before his lips tugged into a mischievous smile. This time, the smile reminded me of Lucija.

he was running at full speed before ascending into the air and continuing springing forward in my

puff up with pride. My nephew

then he

they came from Patrea and Lucija, who were standing beside Stone on the other side, watching us. I moved swiftly and caught Luther by his

giggled loudly as he threw punches a t me, but his little

asked me to do

the giggles turned into

enveloped his body with fire and began throwing small fireballs my way, and I just let

her hands twice,

wriggled his body from my grip, so

making me chuckle, before he stuck out his tongue

probably wandered off

two still couldn’t get their hands off each

front of Patrea. His eyes widened,

“Gullaps!” He exclaimed.

favorite things. And right now, there were five gullaps

they were bowing down to her for some reason. They could probably feel her

demon,

crouching on the ground as Patrea taught

until he got tired of being gentle and began tapping them harshly or flicking their red

my legs wider so I could inch closer to her and cage

her back against mine while I moved her hair from one shoulder before letting my lips caress her skin to the area

at which part because, with our demon stamina, one round of f*uc*k was no

passed since I took her to the underworld and five years since I vowed not to

been five years, but it felt like it was not long ago when I succeeded in making

about time moving too fast when you’re having

I knew I had more centuries with Patrea and a promise of eternity with her. So, I was not afraid of

my thoughts, and I

passed the

body stiffened,

going on?”

Patrea reached for his arm, rubbing