Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Nine

Three days passed, and Daemon was mostly away from home. I didn’t know exactly where he went all the time, but I assumed it was more demon business. No matter how curious I was, I knew he wouldn’t tell me even if I asked

I could finally move around without assistance, so I decided to make the most of my day even if there wasn’t much to keep me busy. I swept my hair into a loose bun before heading to the living room.

I couldn’t believe I had forgotten about Tasha–the human girl who seemed to have an issue with me simply existing. She was seated on one of the couches, and I took the one opposite her.

She looked up at me.

“Sleeping beauty finally awakens from her long slumber. He really must be good if he had made you so sore you couldn’t walk for days.”

My mouth fell open. How did she know?

Then again, she had always been the prying type. I quickly recovered from my initial surprise.

“It is none of your business, Tasha.”

She scoffed. “I can’t quite put my finger on it–I tried to figure out what you are, but I can’t. You’re not like him, but you’re also not like me or the twins. That left me wondering… what exactly are you?”

“Again, not your business.”

has a liking for

these. I rose from the couch, heading

hadn’t drunk from me since you both left, and something tells me it’s not because he’s found a new blood

a statement than a question. “Well, I’m sorry if he

was his favorite until

some dignity, woman,” I hissed, irritation flaring at how she spoke of us like we were nothing

but you will eagerly spread your legs for the same man you wanted dead; you would let him drink from you and make you his whore. You have no right to speak to me about dignity, bitch!” She sneered; she had been about to say more when the

alright here?” Daemon asked,

is fine.” Tasha said, but his eyes were not on her but on

I repeated before turning

me. “I didn’t

argue; it is no big deal.” I said, trying to shrug it off, but her words

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gift bag; I hadn’t even

is this?”

thought this might be some kind of compensation. Humans are big on these things, and with it you can