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..."

legs gave out. He caught me

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

earned all the points that there are

chuckled at that. "That almost

say, you deserve

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could listen to

very mysterious. The only mysterious one in

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

"I don't believe you."

might know about your position as the 'Blessed' and all, but I have no

felt

time before that. I was young-a child. An orphan. I think there was someone I had been close to

the thought of you ever suffering..." He closed his

memory away.

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

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it took was a woman to throw me off course. History repeats