Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty five

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Five

ALIYA’S POV

What the hell was I thinking?

After years of studying and reading through half the books in the library, you’d think I would know that common weapons can’t harm demons–let alone the Demon Overlon himself. Even the human girl Daemon had locked away knew that. Yet somehow, I thought I had killed him.

What surprised me more than my own foolishness was the fact that I actually cried for him when I thought he was dead–when I thought I had killed him. I didn’t feel accomplished; instead, a part of me regretted it. That very part of me was glad that Daemon still lived. The other reasonable part knew that I was in big trouble; I had angered him, and I would pay for that.

The last thing I remember was a cloth being placed over my nose, and then I awoke in his room, on his bed, but this time, my hands had been cuffed to the bedpost, and my legs had been tied with a thick and itchy brown rope. For the past two hours since waking, I had tried to free myself–but I couldn’t. The Empresses had taught me many things, yet never the basics. They never bothered training me on how to cook, survive, or even how to fight. They had planned out my life for me, and in their plans, I had no need for such skills.

in. I struggled harder against the cuffs binding my hands. It was a futile attempt, and yet I didn’t stop struggling. This was it.

the very same dagger I had

you hurt

course, I knew I couldn’t kill him; I tried and failed, but what

too strong for me to resist. He brought the dagger to the rope binding

to tie you up; I can’t have you running again.” He said, his

bed; I didn’t like how vulnerable I felt lying there. A wave of dizziness hit me standing up too fast, but I

from

you, Daemon. You act all good today, and the next you are an

person, Aliya; I never

love with. You deceived me and lied to me. Why do you

lied, but would you have come with me willingly if