Contractually Yours Alpha (Riley) novel Chapter 317

Chapter Fifty Seven 

Once again, the bed was empty by the time I awoke. I felt a hollow in my chest; once more, I would have to hold onto the memories he had left, until his next visit. I was sore, but I managed to get out of bed. I took my pills. 

“Good morning,” the voice called, and there Daemont, still looking through my notebook. 

“You stayed.” 

“Yes, I did.” 

“Why? I mean, I am happy–you know what? Don’t answer that.” 

He gave me a small smile, and it might just be the most human thing I had ever seen him do. “You don’t have to be uncomfortable around me; I won’t harm you.” he assured. I couldn’t come up with anything to say. “It occurred to me that I don’t know anything about you pack healer. I didn’t know you drew. This drawing is really nice.” 

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except that you are the 

“Thank you. I have been drawing and painting for years now; it’s something I do to keep calm.” This was the most he had said since I knew him, and I wanted to keep the conversation going, but I didn’t want to say the wrong words. 

“What other things do you like doing?” he questioned. 

“I am the pack healer, so of course, I like tending to people in need of help.” 

“You are very kindhearted and also daring; I liked that about you.” 

“I also love to sing, though I don’t think I have a good voice.” 

“I’ll be the one to decide that.” 

“You want to hear me sing?” I asked. 

“Yes, I want to get to know you.” 

“What do you want me to sing?” 

“Anything,” he said. 

When I was a teenager, my favorite song was ‘Blackbird.‘ I felt like that would be the perfect song, and so I sang it to him, just as he requested. 

I didn’t know if he enjoyed it, but he had become completely still. 

“Do you like it?” 

“Yes. I do.” 

“I mean, I can sing something else if you don’t like that.” 

“No. No more.” 

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I fell silent. 

“Are you going to leave again?” 

“Yes, but I need something from you.” 

“You know I would do anything.” 

“I know, but this time, I need more. I want Riley, and you are going to help me get her.” 

I couldn’t hide the disappointment I felt, it was written all over my face. 

“I could get killed.” I began, but then I paused, knowing he didn’t care about that; he never did, and I always knew that. “It had always been her, hadn’t it?” 

“Yes, it has always been her.” 

“Why her? Why not me? I am ready to be anything you want me to be.” 

“That is the problem.” 

“What do you plan to do with her?”