Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter 617

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.

raised a

of course, she wasn't. Her legs

about her

voice barely above a whisper. I was never one to lose control, but right

"She's gone."

Gone. Dead.

her up and shifted. We reappeared in the same field where I had

thought you'd taken her, but it turns out you didn't

Taken her?

the hell are

aided her escape;

the bigger question. Who had taken her? It could have been someone who wanted to get back at me or

are you sure she hadn't escaped on her own?" I asked, prying for more

and we had soldiers all around; she couldn't have made it on

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

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