Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Thren

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Three

I awoke in bed, wrapped in a blanket-but beneath it, I was completely naked. Daemon lay beside me.

"I'm sorry." He said, "I lost control."

I recalled passing out and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. "That wasn't on you. It was my fault."

"Not really. You passed out from blood loss. I should have fed before, but I had never tasted any blood as sweet as yours," he said.

"That feels and sounds like a compliment."

A small smile played on his lips. "Now, everything else tastes like dirt."

"You're always welcome to drink from me.

"No. I'm not putting you through that."

I reached for my neck, and the bruise from his fangs was almost completely gone. "How...?"

"You don't have to worry about that," he said.

I nodded, rising from the bed.

"You shouldn't..."

gave out. He caught me instantly and placed me back on

sore." He said, and I could almost see the guilt in his

earned all the

"That

me when I say, you deserve them

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laugh from him; I could listen to that sound for years and never

not very mysterious. The only mysterious one in the room

be joking, because that wasn't true. I am very far away from being 'mysterious,' but he-he was like a mystery box,

"I don't believe you."

all, but I have

say yes, because it felt like it,

someone I had been close to back then, but I can't remember. All I know is that the

the thought of you ever suffering..." He closed his eyes, as if trying to push

memory away.

his words from weeks ago. I had ignored them then, but now, thinking about them left

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