Contractually Yours Alpha (Riley) novel Chapter 525

Chapter One Hundred and Forty Five 

Chapter One Hundred and Forty Five 

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Daemon served the food on four plates, just as he always did, but this time, the girls came down to join us. I wondered if he was doing this to make me feel comfortable around him–no, I shouldn’t try to find meaning in everything he did. 

The girls finished their food first, just as always. 

I didn’t miss the way the older girl kept throwing side glances at me throughout the meal. The moment she was done, she pulled her hair to the side, baring her neck to Daemon. 

Daemon pushed her aside, clearly not wanting to feed from her in front of me. 

“You’ve had your turn,” he said, looking past her to the other girls, who kept their eyes down. Unlike the older girl, the younger ones were quieter, shyer, and more reserved. 

“You know my blood tastes better than any of theirs.” She bragged like it was some sort of achievement. She dug her fingers into the healing wound on her neck, and a single drop of blood trickled down. Daemon’s eyes darkened with need; he wanted this, but he was only holding back for my sake so I wouldn’t end up passing out again. 

“It’s alright.” 

I hadn’t realized the words were from me; what the hell was I thinking? 

Daemon glanced at me before grabbing the girl. But instead of biting her neck, he took her arm and sank his fangs into her wrist. She let out a whimper, and then… she was moaning. I was drawn back to the dream I had, as I 

watched them. 

I watched as the girl satisfied him with her blood, and in return, he gave her pleasure. It might have lasted a few minutes or a few hours, but finally, it came to an end. 

I felt… envious. Just as I had in the dream. And I wasn’t the only one–envy was written all over the faces of the other two human girls as well. 

I looked down at my food, forcing the strange emotion away. What was wrong with me? 

When I first saw the girls, I feared he would turn me into one of them. He didn’t. I was doing that all on my own. 

I couldn’t even look into his eyes, afraid he might read me. 

A ringing sound broke the silence, and he picked up the gadget on the table–a phone. Of course, back in the city, many didn’t use those human–made devices, but I guess Daemon did. 

I wonder who was on the other line. I never got to find out as he stood up and walked away to answer the call. 

“What is your name?” I asked the younger girls. But before they could answer, the older one spoke up. 

“That’s June; the other is Juliette, their cousins. I am Tasha” She introduced. I could tell she waited on me to introduce myself too. 

“I am… Aliya.” 

Many called me “The god of light’s chosen,‘ but that didn’t quite sound like a name, and these people didn’t have a clue about who I was. 

“Beautiful name,” she said, but from her, it didn’t quite sound like a compliment. “So, does he fuck you?” 

The question was so abrupt I almost choked on my food. 

“What?” I questioned, perhaps thadn’t heard her well.