Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha's Little Demon by Cassandra M novel Chapter 212

BRAVING THE DARKNESS: One Night With The Demon King

BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Book 2

Chapter 58 Epilogue Part l. Five years after (LUCIUS)

Patrea was sitting on the low boulder while watching Luther, and I do our training for today. Lucija and Stone would take Luther here in the underworld from time to time so we could spend time with him and let him familiarize himself with the demons.

For the longest time, they were taking

Luther here and would sometimes leave him with us for a few hours just because they wanted to have time alone.

But I knew there was more to it than that. They wanted us to experience having a child.

After five years, Patrea and I were still not given any. I was slowly coming to terms with it, but that didn’t mean I was losing hope. I never stopped wishing for a child every time I f*uc*ked my queen, but I had stopped telling her I was doing it.

Patrea and I never talked about it anymore. I could still feel sadness in her from time to time, but it didn’t make me feel less loved by her, and I was returning the love she was giving me tenfold more.

We would always be great kings and queens, even without an heir.

Most of my offspring had shown interest in the kingdom and had stepped up to show their skills and powers, but I knew at this point that there was only one heir to my throne.

Luther.

At this age, he was not scared of my demons appearing in their demon form in front of him. Instead, he would show them who was more powerful.

He had Stone’s arrogant demeanor, but I couldn’t help but be proud of his stance. Luther knew his worth and what he was capable of doing. And every day, he would show that to every wolf his age and to the demons in my tower.

I winked at my queen after I vanished three gullaps that Luther was staring at. Those creatures were taking his attention from our training.

Patrea just shook her head and chuckled softly because it made Luther grunt and hiss in annoyance.

But I was done with him playing around. I want his attention now.

“Ready?” I asked, flashing a smug smirk to challenge him to do better than the last.

Luther might only be five years old, but he was doing well in all the activities I gave him. And this holds even for the ones that Stone was already training in their territory.

Luther creased his forehead, which reminded me of Stone’s annoying face before his lips tugged into a mischievous smile. This time, the smile reminded me of Lucija. He indeed got his features from both sides.

His eyes blazed red, and soon he was running at full speed before ascending into the air and continuing springing forward in my direction. After that, he was gliding in the air, moving up further.

It made my chest puff up with pride. My nephew just kept getting better and better at controlling his reflexes.

And then he began plunging downward.

I heard gasps, and I knew they came from Patrea and Lucija, who were standing beside Stone on the other side, watching us. I moved swiftly and caught Luther by his ankle, dangling him upside down before his little body could crash on the ground.

Luther giggled loudly as he threw punches a t me, but his little arms could not reach my body at all.

I flipped him around, and he asked me to do it again, but I refused.

As I expected, the giggles turned into grunts of annoyance.

He enveloped his body with fire and began throwing small fireballs my way, and I just let him have his way with me.

“That’s enough…” Patrea stated as she clapped her hands twice, taking Luther’s attention away from me.

The grumpy little demon stopped firing at m e and wriggled his body from my grip, so I set him on his feet.

He growled at me, making me chuckle, before he stuck out his tongue and ran toward Patrea since he didn’t see Lucija or Stone.

The two probably wandered off somewhere.

But, just like me and Patrea, these two still couldn’t get their hands off each other.

I followed Luther and watched as he stopped in front of Patrea. His eyes widened, and a broad smile tugged at his mouth.

“Gullaps!” He exclaimed.

Those were his favorite things. And right now, there were five gullaps around Patrea, and one of them was petted by my queen.

The gullaps were wild creatures, but they were bowing down to her for some reason. They could probably feel her power, or she used spells on them.