Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter 572

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Four

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Four

"I shouldn't have left you alone with her," Daemon said.

"I could handle myself."

"Yes, I saw," he said with a small smirk.

"Your eyes... they're darker," I noted. "You haven't fed yet, have you?"

"It's nothing to worry about," he said, rolling up my shirt to reveal the bruise from Tasha's kick. A low, inhuman hiss escaped his lips. "I shouldn't have let her die that easily," he said-and I knew he meant it.

"Daemon, it's fine. It's just a bruise-it'll heal in a few days," I said.

I was used to bruises, ones far worse than this. One of Julia's favorite

punishments had been whipping, so this was nothing.

"What are you thinking about?" Daemon asked as he applied a colorless ointment

to the bruise.

“Nothing,” I lied, but the way his brow cocked told me he knew better.

"I was thinking about Julia and how much she loved her whip."

He paused, and I wondered if I'd said something wrong.

"She will never get her hands on you again. I'll make sure of that," he promised- and I believed him.

I recalled what Ash had told me earlier.

eyes met his. "Do you think I'm useless to

don't think your virginity is a vital part of their 'sacrifice They could

"But earlier you said..."

didn't mean what

aware of his hands

you fed

"I will."

"When?"

"Soon."

said, though it came

"No."

I said, feeling the tiniest bit of guilt, that I spoke about her like she didn't just die some minutes ago. gods, what was I

black before fading back to their original color. I doubted he even noticed the shift, which meant he wasn't as 'okay' as he wanted me to believe. "That's why I have to be careful. I don't

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he was done applying the ointment, I

asked, but I didn't respond. Instead, I opened the drawer and took out the small knife I'd noticed there a few days ago. "Aliyah..." he called, his tone a clear warning, but I ignored him, pressing the blade

for me to react- and in an instant, the knife was gone from

demanded,

had been quick, but not quick enough. A thin line of red welled on my wrist, and a single drop of blood fell to the

at it, his expression darkening as

war.

my wrist to his lips. I let him have a taste. He couldn't hold back now. He bit into my wrist, and the pleasure seeped into me. I let out a small moan, a smile spreading on my lips. I had

too soon, barely taking

on my forehead and then on my lips before letting

the right time, but I needed to ask

I need to ask you a

curious. Well,

before?" I asked, and just like back in the hotel, his smile vanishes. The seconds pass by, and he doesn't give a

I also told

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