Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha's Little Demon by Cassandra M novel Chapter 125

125 - Sol - Blade - Althea ADAN STONE.

After the event outside the packhouse, Lucy and I excused ourselves so we could freshen up before breakfast, as we promised my family that we would explain more while eating.

But since it was still early, we were planning to play hooky for a while in our room, but the plan ended abruptly even before it started, even before we could reach our room.

Blade cornered me in the hallway leading to the stairs and requested to speak with me alone.

From the expression on his face, I knew he would not accept a no, so I told my little bunny to go ahead and wait for me in our room instead, and I went with Blade into my office.

T heard him lock the door as I made my way to my chair, and as soon as I sat down, he threw a thick envelope on my desk.

"What's that?" I asked as I leaned forward and grabbed it.I opened it to find stacks of cash inside.I didn’t ask again, but I raised it and waited for his reply.

"For Althea." He answered in a cold voice.

"I’m not sure I understand,"I told him.

"I’m giving you back the money you paid me when I picked her up in the red mountains."

"Okay, but the fuck, man, I only give you a portion of this.This is ten times what I paid you."

"Use it for her.It’s my life’s savings since I started doing mercenary work."

I knew that when Blade left his territory, he didn’t take anything with him except his car and one duffel bag.

His cards and cash were left behind, so everything in my hand right now was the money he earned in the last five years, doing what he was doing.

"I don't understand.If you want to give her money, why does it have to come through me? Can’t you just give it to her?"

"I’m leaving."

"You’re what? We didn’t even have time to catch up."

"We don’t need to.I know you’re happy, that’s enough for me."

"And you? Are you happy? You know that I would never stop you from leaving, but I want to know what’s going on.This is about Althea, right? Don’t tell me you didn’t talk things out until now."

"We did, but it’s going nowhere."

He let out a deep sigh before combing his fingers over his short hair.

"Althea is not meant for me."

"For Goddess’ sake! She’s your fated mate.She will not be given to you unless she was meant to be with you."

I told him firmly, without trying to raise my voice.

"And where does my first mate stand? She, too, was given to me and then taken away in the blink of an eye.I'm not going to stand here and wait for the same thing to happen again.I need to walk away while I still can."

"Who said it’s going to happen again?" I asked, frustrated.

"This is not just about Althea dying.It’s everything.I don’t want to feel any pain anymore.I’m done with it."

"Don't you love, or at least like, Althea?"

He didn’t reply, but I waited as he poured whiskey into an empty glass and drank it directly.I was never patient, but I was trying, and his silence was pissing me off so much that I finally snapped.

"Answer me, damn it! Don’t you fucking love her?"

"I don’t love her! She’s too young! We will never see eye to eye!"

"Blade! At least give her a chance!"

"Do you hear yourself and how selfish you sounded?"

He slammed the glass on the table before turning around to look at me.

"Look at me, Stone! And look at Althea! How could a free-spirited, beautiful young female be mated to a man who had nothing more to offer? She’s young and fresh, while life was sucked out of me years ago.I had given everything to Sol.Althea doesn't deserve to get just a remnant of what I was.I am just a fucking waste of space now, waiting for the day I will just vanish on earth."

"Maybe I used the wrong term.Instead of saying you should give her a chance, I should be saying, give yourself a fucking chance! You're not giving yourself the credit you deserve! You’re a fucking Alpha! Go take your pack back and claim your female!"

"Did you know why I work as a mercenary?"

I didn’t answer, but I knew what he wanted — to welcome death with open arms.But even if he wanted to, he would always come out victorious, wounded but alive.