Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Forty Five

Chapter One Hundred and Forty Five

Daemon served the food on four plates, just as he always did, but this time, the girls came down to join us. I wondered if he was doing this to make me feel comfortable around him-no, I shouldn't try to find meaning in everything he did.

The girls finished their food first, just as always.

I didn't miss the way the older girl kept throwing side glances at me throughout the meal. The moment she was done, she pulled her hair to the side, baring her neck to Daemon.

Daemon pushed her aside, clearly not wanting to feed from her in front of me.

"You've had your turn," he said, looking past her to the other girls, who kept their eyes down. Unlike the older girl, the younger ones were quieter, shyer, and more reserved.

"You know my blood tastes better than any of theirs." She bragged like it was some sort of achievement. She dug her fingers into the healing wound on her neck, and a single drop of blood trickled down. Daemon's eyes darkened with need; he wanted this, but he was only holding back for my sake so I wouldn't end up passing out again.

"It's alright."

the words were from me; what the hell was I

before grabbing the girl. But instead of biting her neck, he took her arm and sank his fangs into

watched them.

he gave her pleasure. It might have lasted a few minutes or a few hours, but finally, it came

I wasn't the only one-envy was written all

down at my food, forcing the strange emotion away. What was wrong

me into one of them. He didn't. I was doing

into his eyes, afraid he might read

broke the silence, and he picked up the gadget on the table-a phone. Of course, back in the

to find out

But

Tasha" She introduced. I could tell

"I am... Aliya."

didn't quite sound like a name, and

from her, it didn't quite