Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Claim Me 610

Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty One

DAEMON'S POV

Earlier...

I stood before the house I had set ablaze, watching as it burned to the ground.

I was a fool to believe I could ever have a silent life. Part of the had craved that kind of peace, while another part longed for more-wanting to rule and, at the same time, have the girl I loved by my side. I wanted both, and that was the problem: I could only choose one.

I picked wrong.

I stared at the amulet, the only thing I had retrieved from the house I had set on fire.

I had promised to protect her; I had promised to keep her safe and away from harm's way, and I failed. The moment she was taken, I returned to the castle to find her, but the empresses weren't as unwise as they had been before. They had found the strongest witches and sorceresses to cast a spell on the castle, preventing my entry. The spell was strong enough to serve its purpose, but it must've drained those who had cast it. They would need months to recover.

save her. The question was: how long

empresses wouldn't keep her

I touched, I burned to

of my title. Hours passed, and I wondered what was happening to her at this moment. Was she starving? Being beaten or violated by Julia? The thought alone was too much to bear. This was

the amulet in my hands. If I were indeed a good person, I would toss the jewel into the middle of the sea

behind me but refused to turn

called. I didn't need to look to know it was him-one of the oldest of

to be in

could keep whatever you have to say to

not here to talk

"Then why are

you didn't follow through. Perhaps I was

of my reach, so you might want

the amulet, and I could see the greed there. It was part of our nature as demons. Greed and lust for more power-we always want more, and

amulet.