Contractually Yours Alpha (Riley)

Chapter Sixty Seven

RILEY

"Was the hug really necessary?" Daemon asked.

"You said I should make it convincing, and I did."

"All those things you said back there... did you mean them?" he asked.

"You mean when I said you make me happy? No, not really."

"You know, you could have lied and said, 'Yes'."

"Did I hurt your feelings? Good, because that serves you right."

Daemon's gaze drifted past me to the notebook on the table. "Did you touch the book?" he asked me, and I rolled my eyes at him. "Of course not." I lied.

But he walked past me and picked the book up. He scrolled through the pages and paused.

"This book is missing a page, Riley."

"What do you mean?"

""Where is it?"

"I'm not in the mood for this..."

My words were cut off when Daemon slammed me hard against the wall; my head collided against the wall, and for a moment I felt dizzy. "You little bitch, I did everything for you, and yet, this is how you repay me?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about!" I cried out.

"Don't play the fool; you passed him a message, didn't you?"

"No, I swear, I didn't."

"You bloody liar!"

He slapped me hard. I spit out blood.

"I did as you asked; I didn't send him a message.

"You are just like the rest of them, ungrateful beings. I was going to take care of you; I never wanted to hurt you, but you took it all for granted, and now I'll make you regret that."

He gripped onto my hair and tilted my neck before his fangs dug into my skin. Pain radiated through my whole body as he ripped off flesh. I cried out, shoving him away and sprinting for the door; he caught up to me, picking me up like I weighed nothing and tossing me against the table; it shattered.

I tried escaping him once again, but I just had to trip on my own foot, and I fell to the ground. He held

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me by the leg, drawing me back into the room; My fingers scraped the floor, desperately searching for something to hold on to, but I came up empty. Once in the room he tossed me to bed. I was losing blood, but he didn't seem to care. "Please..." I choked out.

"I never wanted you to see this part of me, but you always had to do the wrong thing, every fucking time.

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"I'm sorry, I won't..."

"You won't what? You won't do it again? It's too late for that, Riley. You didn't keep to your bargain; don't expect me to keep to mine."

"Give me another chance, please; I won't fail you."

"You won't be getting that, Riley."

Daemon stitched up my wound; he hadn't uttered a single word to me since the incident.

I had been a fool; I should have known he would find out about my little message; all I hoped was that Thane discovered it and was working on something. "Just kill me." I muttered.

"I won't make it that simple, love," he promised.

That night we slept on the same bed. I stayed on the very edge, tears rolling down my eyes. He was a monster; I hated him, and even in death, I would continue to hate him. "You should sleep," he muttered, already sensing I wasn't sleeping. I gave him no response, still refusing to sleep.

The next day, he brought me a glass of human blood; I had refused to take it.

"Don't make me force you," he warned, and I took the glass, gulping it down. My wounds easily healed up, and he nodded-in satisfaction.

Just then there was a sound, it came from the living area; we both grew silent. Someone was here.

"Help me!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, but he wrapped his hands around my mouth, muffling

1. go. my cry. I bit into his hands, but he wouldn't let

The door to our room was pulled open, and a woman I had never seen before walked in. Daemon finally let me go, his attention now on the woman. "Jade," he gasped.

This woman looked nothing like the sorceress, but there was something familiar in her eyes.

"It's nice to see you too, my favorite demon."