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..."

the floor, my legs gave out. He caught me instantly

could almost see the guilt

earned all the points that there are to

chuckled at that. "That

you

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

not very mysterious. The only mysterious one in the room

I am very far away from being

"I don't believe you."

and all, but I have no

to say yes, because it felt like

child. An orphan. I think there was someone I had been close to back then, but I can't remember. All I

might have been years ago, but the thought of you ever suffering..." He closed his eyes, as if trying to push

memory away.

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

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took was a woman to throw me off course.