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

severely sore." He said, and I could almost see the guilt in his eyes. Not many

the points that there are to

"That almost

I say, you deserve them all,

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could listen to that sound for

The only mysterious

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

"I don't believe you."

as the 'Blessed' and all, but I have no idea about your past. Did you spend all

because it felt like it, but the

in the castle. But I still faintly remember a time before that. I was young-a child. An orphan. I think there was someone I had been close to back then, but I can't remember.

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

memory away.

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

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was a woman to throw me off course. History repeats