Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Six

ALIYAH'S POV

The light blue gown I wore clung to my skin, completely soaked. I was cold. I should change into something dry, something comfortable-but I couldn't bring myself to move.

My mind reeled with everything Daemon had said.

Would he really have given up his title for me?

Who was I kidding? He only said that to manipulate me. The title meant everything to him—at least, that's what the more cynical voice in my head argued.

But what if he hadn't been lying? What if he really had tried to get into the castle, but the spell kept him out? What if everything he said was actually true?

That was always my problem. With him, I could never tell the lie from the truth.

A part of me wondered if he was still standing out there in the rain or if he had finally given up.

Still in my soaking wet clothes, I stepped into the room where Ash had been kept, surprised by how quickly he was recovering. His once pale skin had started to regain its color, and his breathing was no longer labored. He looked peacefully asleep.

Daemon had taken out the venom, not caring about the side effects or what it might do to him. He did it because I asked-because he knew I cared for Ash.

I couldn't shake the image of betrayal on his face when I told him who Ash was- and that I'd been hiding him all this time. Maybe he wasn't the only one who'd been manipulative.

with him would be everything I've ever wanted: calm, peaceful, quiet,

I thought I wanted. I'd believed Daemon and his complications were too much for me to handle. For the first time, I pictured a life with Ash-and I realized it wouldn't be enough. I would always crave more. I would always crave Daemon's brutality. In

a kiss

I

I exited his room.

made a choice. I was going to believe Daemon's

raced out of the house in search of Daemon; the rain

called, but my voice was swallowed by

wasn't here.

to get back to the

I heard footsteps.

if it was just the rain playing tricks on my

"Daemon?"

Two Hundred

slammed into the back of my head, and

ALEXANDER'S POV

you back here," I said

standing there,

wonder if my presence

take it that the reconciliation didn't go very well," I