Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirl) One

Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty One

Daemon appeared out of nowhere, his gaze sweeping over the approaching swarm of flesh-eaters.

"Perhaps I just saved the day." He gripped both of us, and the blink of an eye, we

were gone.

He stopped at the pack's borders.

He hadn't been able to travel this far the last time, and the only explanation for that was that he had fed on

someone.

"Where is Cynthia?" I asked, my voice barely recognizable, I warned you-I told you the only one who gets to kill her is me."

"Of course, and that's why she's waiting in the dungeons. You're welcome by the way."

"You didn't stick to the plan," Alexander said, his voice calm but sharp.

"But I came back."

"Why? You must've figured out the girl was never in the castle. You didn't have to

deal, and I'm a man of my word-well, I try to be." Daemon said with a small smirk, but I could still see the disappointment

to the dungeon, and every step I took, doubt gnawed at me. He was a demon, after all— masterful at deception. But when we reached the room, there she was. Cynthia, tied to a chair, blood dripping from a wound on her neck, a grotesque chunk of flesh torn away. I glanced

carried away."

almost as pale as a demon; maybe that

looked up at me, and I could see the pain in her eyes, even shame. Whatever Daemon had done to her,

hated it.

you, Cynthia. Only darkness. An empty void. You spent your entire life consumed by hatred,

I want you to look at my face. Burn it into your memory. You might have killed them, but you

taken from me. I

rolled down her cheeks. She didn't plead, but the defeat in her

chest.

it still remained beating, and it reminded me of the

nodded to Alexander, and then he set her body on fire. The flames turned purple, consuming

person

is goodbye?"

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staying a bit, and don't

"Or neighboring pack members."

keep

"Daemon."

pack members either, but