Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Eight

DAEMON'S POV

Maybe it was just my mind preparing me for the worst scenario, but I couldn't feel

her presence.

Staring at the castle, I sensed nothing-yet I hoped I was wrong, If she wasn't inside, it could only mean one thing: I was too late.

I hated being out here; it made me feel powerless. I needed to get in, find her, see what was happening,

Seconds dragged on like minutes, and minutes felt like hours. Restlessness gnawed at me, drawing more unwanted attention, but I didn't care. A soldier stepped forward, and I felt my patience thin. If he came any closer, I wasn't sure I could hold back from ripping his head off.

And then, I heard it. The sharp sound of breaking glass.

Fragments rained down as people scattered, shielding themselves from the sharp shards. But I stood still.

I watched the body hit the ground.

Cynthia.

forward, but I raised a hand, stopping them. I walked

course, she wasn't. Her legs and arm were twisted at odd angles, a

care about her well-being when I

growled, my voice barely above a whisper. I was never one to lose control, but right now, my body shook with rage. The small smile on her face didn't help one

"She's gone."

Gone. Dead.

picked her up and shifted. We reappeared in the same field where I had stopped Alexander and Kaida earlier.

her, but it turns out you didn't have an idea either." She said

Taken her?

the hell are you

have aided her

alive. But the bigger question. Who had taken her? It could have been

are you sure she hadn't escaped on

days, and we had soldiers all around; she couldn't have

starved. I remembered how much they'd enjoyed leaving her hungry, and it had been the very reason I'd learned how to cook. I