Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty

I woke up feeling disoriented. His words kept replaying in my mind: “I am supposed to kill you; that was the plan, yet you still live.”

I should have known that was the plan. Without me, the Encounter would never take place, and the Empresses would never fulfill their ‘life’s purpose‘–to kill the Demon Overlord: him.

Yet, somehow, I still hoped; I still believed that the man I knew was in there somewhere. I was wrong. I couldn’t waste any more time; each minute—each second–spent doing nothing counted. I couldn’t let this happen; I had to do something and fast.

He was not in the living room or kitchen by the time I came down; I was pretty sure he wasn’t in the house, but he would be close by; running away now would be a stupid decision. I needed a weapon, and kitchen knives wouldn’t do.

I went up the stairs to his weapons room and was surprised to find it open; the Nexus Amulet was still there. The only difference was that the windows were shut–perhaps to keep me from tossing the jewel out, as I had before. Daemon didn’t seem to mind me being here. He didn’t see me as a threat.

I looked through the weapons; they were all good, but I needed something small and easy to hide. I spotted a weapon similar to a dagger, but it was slender, with a narrow, sharp pointed tip. A smile curved on my lips. This was just it. I hid it away in my clothes, returning to the room.

I knew Daemon would be here soon, and so I waited for him; he came, just as I had expected.

he cared, that he wasn’t planning on ending my

fine.” I answered curtly.

sorry; I shouldn’t have made you see

let me watch just to scare me–to make sure I

Just the same way you consume food to satisfy your hunger, we need blood to quench the

have to feed at the expense of another person’s life!”

enough

she seemed

pleasure sets in… almost as close as

so close to me, his touch… the kisses and

I have the power to correct it. I

knew you were different. From the very first day I met you, you were so… daring and fearless. You had the looks and grace of a royal or a highborn, I almost couldn’t believe you were

hoped he would; I felt for