Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha's Little Demon by Cassandra M novel Chapter 65

BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Chapter 65

065 – 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 bodies, 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 fucking 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 fucking face. Because it was

unexpected, it made me growl loudly. ” Mother fucker!”

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 fucking 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 fucking do what you did to get water, but if I do, these fuckers 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 naked 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 fuck 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 fucking 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 kill 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 fucking 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 medieval

towers.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked.