BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon
Chapter 65 – Welcome Back Gift
ADAN STONE…
I had no idea how long I’d been sitting in this dark place. I’d seen some of the prisoners being dragged out only to come. back with burned skin, making the whole cell smell of burning flesh.
If I wasn’t used to smelling dead bod*ies, including decaying ones, this smell would make me sick to my stomach, like the others here who were throwing up once in a while.
I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the wall. I wondered when my turn to be dragged out of here and be burned would happen. I was trying to make myself relax, but I couldn’t help. I had to think of a way out. I didn’t want to regret my action, but this was turning out to be a hopeless case now.
“Water!” I snapped my eyes open and grunted a little loudly. I was annoyed now. My throat was f*uc*king dry, and the heat from the ground, combined with sweat trickling down from every part of my body, was causing dehydration.
In seconds, something appeared in front of me, and a big bucket of water splashed right in my f*uc*king face. Because it was unexpected, it made me growl loudly. “Mother f*uc*ker!”
My roar echoed around this big cell, and soon all attention was on me. Regardless of how the water was given to me, it still tasted so f*uc*king good and satisfying that I ended up slicking my own skin. This was better than nothing. And I was not the only one thinking like that.
Soon, chains clattered as the prisoners from the other side of the wall tried to crawl their way to me. They wanted the water in my body.
I watched as they attempted to reach me, but the chain was holding them back.
“Try yelling water, maybe they will give each one of you the same thing,” I told them, it was the least I could do for them.
“They don’t speak the human language.” One spoke from the corner, but I couldn’t see his face.
“What are you?” I asked.
“A dragon. And you?”
“Werewolf. And the others?”
“Tritons, faeries, orcs… I can’t see the others from here.”
Tritons were the male counterparts of the sea nymphs, while fae were the magical beings that sparkled when they let out their auras and powers. Orcs, on the other hand, were big creatures that only knew how to gurgle and growl. It was probably their language.
“I want to f*uc*king do what you did to get water, but if I do, these f*uc*kers here will come and lick me up.” He chuckled. It would be a funny sight, but I couldn’t see the humor in it.
“Do they burn you as well?” I asked him, preparing myself for what lay ahead of me.
“No. I have a fire within me. They can’t burn me. What did you do to get here?” He asked.
I was about to answer him, but footsteps were heard, and our attention drifted to the main entrance while some of the prisoners sank deeper against the wall again.
“Unchained him!” The order came before they came into view, making me swallow hard.
I felt he was referring to me. And I was right. Soon, two demon guards, different from the ones that were here earlier came and detached my shackle from the wall and clasped it together with a shorter chain so that it ended up as a handcuff before they pulled my body up.
Soon, Lucius appeared in the entryway. He raked my body up and down as he made his way inside with a deadly expression on his face. Was he checking my n@ked body?
“What happened to you?” He asked, his eyebrows furrowing.
“I asked for water, and someone threw a bucket of water at me.”
He laughed maniacally while I just looked at him with a face void of any emotion. What the f*uc*k was funny about that?
“Next time, ask for a bed, maybe they will give you one.” He said in a mocking tone before turning his back on me and walking away. But not before he left an instruction to guards in a f*uc*king language I the demon couldn’t understand.
“[Take him up to the princess as a welcome gift. Tell her she can do whatever she wants with him, but she’s not allowed to cut his throat or K*ll him.]”
The demon guards beside me just tipped their heads down for a second or two before one of them grabbed my arm. His touch burned me, and I didn’t want to be grabbed or held by them, so I hissed and shrugged my arm off him. He hissed back, his eyes glowing red, and it made me glare back at him. I felt my eyes dilate while his fangs erupted before the other guard held him and pushed him away from me while murmuring something at him.
My breathing hitched. I wanted to f*uc*king punch him in the face, but I didn’t want to waste my energy on him. He was not the real enemy here. The calmer guard motioned with his hand for me to follow them, and soon we were walking out of the cell into a long hallway before it led to a flight of stairs that seemed to be like the ones you could find in med*ieval towers.
“Where are you taking me?” I asked.
They replied, but it sounded like strings of curses, so I just gave up making conversation. We were heading way up. If they wanted to burn me, it should be somewhere on the ground, unless they have a fire tower.
‘Lucy…’ I tried to mindlink my mate but there was nothing. Beast couldn’t sense Angel as well.
Hours ago – or was it a day already? I had no idea – I found my fated mate. But instead of us celebrating and mating, instead of Beast meeting Angel, I was here alone with no information as to where Lucy was.
But if anything, I saw her earlier, and she looked like she could handle herself well. I wondered if she still wanted me or if she still needed me. Maybe it was wrong of me to follow her here if she ended up not wanting me at all.
Did her feelings for me change the moment. she stepped into this realm? Because when our eyes locked as we recognized the mate bond, I was sure I saw love flitting in them.
But then she’s a demon. It was easy for them to lure us into their lies. But my heart didn’t want to agree with that last thought. She was not just any demon. She’s Lucy, my Lucy. She would never betray
My thoughts were snapped back to the present when I heard voices around us. I didn’t notice we had already entered a certain floor. The settings were totally settings were totally different. We were now inside what appeared to be a mansion or a luxury home.
Everything was glistening with gold, but despite the luxury, it was still f*uc*king too warm.
I saw many females around, and I wondered why Lucy mentioned that she-demons were rare when I could see a lot here, gawking at my n@ked body. If this were the old me, my d*ic*k would be f*uc*king hard at the attention I was getting, but now, the gawking irritates the hell out of me.
We stopped in front of a man with a single horn on his forehead. They talked, and I was on the verge of snapping at them. My patience was running thin, but I kept reminding myself that I was not an Alpha here. I needed to buy time.
My eyes roamed around the big hall, and my eyes fell on the big portrait of Lucien hanging on the far end. I chuckled internally, I didn’t know demons loved being made into canvases.
I continued to check Whole area until I caught sight of another portrait. It was not as big as Lucien, but the person in it was enough to steal the attention away from Lucien’s portrait.
It was Lucy. My Lucy. She was probably a year or two older than when I first saw her. Her hair was still strawberry blonde, rather than the fiery red it was now. She looked too innocent, like an angel, but I knew better. At that age, she had already made plans to attack me with her imaginary claws.
A smile crept across my face, and I had no choice but to drop my gaze to the ground. I didn’t want them to see me gawking at her picture. Now I understand why there was an attraction, despite her being a child at the time. She was meant for me, and we already had a thread connecting us.
I felt something prodding on my back, and I looked back to see the guard motioning for me to follow the man with a single horn while they trailed behind me.
We were entering a dimly lit, elegant corridor until we reached a big double door, and the single-horned demon turned around and began speaking to me in human language.
“Do you know why you’re here?” He asked.
I shook my head.
“You will do whatever is asked of you. I don’t care if you get hurt or t*ortur*ed. But you are not allowed to hit back. If you hurt the demon inside, you will be K*lled immediately. Do you understand?”
“What will the demon do with me?” I asked, but instead of answering, the f*uc*ker just gave me an evil grin, showing me his crooked, pointed teeth, before raising his hand to knock at the door behind him without taking his eyes off me.
His grin felt like an omen that bad luck was about to befall me.
I held my breath and kept a poker face as I waited, only for my heart to somersault in my chest and for my d*ic*k to twitch at the sight waiting for me as soon as the double door opened.