Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha's Little Demon

BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Chapter 73

073 – Calm Down Your Fire

ADAN STONE.

I grunted in discomfort as my eyes snapped open. Pain coursed from my back to every corner of my body, and it rattled me for a second until I was able to make sure that my walls were still up. I didn’t want Lucy to feel even a tiny bit of the pain her father gave me.

“Aargh…” I groaned. I couldn’t roll over and couldn’t lay on my back, but compared to the pain before I fell asleep or passed out, what I had at the moment was bearable.

I closed my eyes for a moment and tried to steady my breathing, trying to process everything that had happened when Lucien walked into the dungeon and began to emotionally torture me.

He kept telling me that Lucy was bound for greater things and that I would be her weakness. That my slightest pain and discomfort would eventually render Lucy incapable of doing her daily routine. He said Lucy would never do the same thing to me that she would protect me by taking all the pain herself.

Until it dawned on me, he wanted me to control my pain and not give it to Lucy.

And like the fucking weak Alpha that I was, I succumbed – because hurting my mate was never on my list. So I put my walls up, and my wolf helped me, making sure that every burn and every whip

would never get past the walls that we built around us.

I could take more. Lucien kept whipping, and I kept negotiating despite the bleeding and the pain all over my body.

He wanted me to leave, and never come

back.

I wanted to leave and take Lucy with me. I negotiated that he could create a direct portal to my territory and be allowed

there anytime to visit her, but the fucking

devil was too selfish. He wanted me out of

Lucy’s way.

He wanted me to forget her.

Or tell him where he could find the witch.

Either of the two meant the same thing: dying. Without Lucy, life would not be worth living. And if I were to give him the witch, I would be giving him the capacity

to kill me.

But I wouldn’t go that way. I wanted a life with my mate. And it might take a while to get to the happily ever after I wanted for us, but we would get there.

In the end, Lucien whipped me like he wanted my soul out of my body. But I didn’t scream. I didn’t even growl. I took it all in, terrified that if a scream left my throat, Lucy would feel something.

I just needed to keep myself together. The more Lucien saw that his ways wouldn’t get through me, the faster he would give up on torturing me.

I was still in pain, but it felt heavenly. I could smell Lucy all around me. Maybe I was still in dreamland, sleeping in my bed. Wait?

Bed? I snapped my eyes open again, and my jaw dropped when I realized I was in Lucy’s chamber. No wonder her scent was calming me down.

“Lucy…” My voice came out throaty, but I was sure it was loud enough for her to hear me if she was just around.

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But there was no response.

I needed water.

I pushed my body up at the exact moment the door opened, and I found

from seeing his fucking face? Was he

together

nowhere and tied

chest, but I tried to act calmly. One of these days,

daughter broke my rule not to see you. She brought you to her chamber.” A devil’s

his gaze wandered around the bedroom.

answer, he motioned with

and pulled me out of

I didn’t even get to

my King?]” One of the demons talked in their own language while I let out

room.]” Lucien answered

dragged out of Lucy’s

no

new set of torture coming

♡♡♡

LUCY.

did he take

the throne

just began walking away. I could just transport myself, but

reached out to my brother. If the

He was groaning

He was most likely fucking someone at the moment.

I’m outside Kalmerus. Give me five

told

I knew that

‘I didn’t know.’

back here.

again.’

why did you

time to explain. Satisfy yourself and come back here! Throne room!’ I

as

that would lead me

the hall, I was

but there were none, and

loudly. Silence could be a sign

the throne hall, but

them. It was only when I was behind the door

at the thought

Adan being whipped again.

evil. One of these

him pay for his sins against

and my mother.

them, even without using any force, they opened, and my eyes locked with my father’s. He was sitting on

on his face.

of a whip

head snapped in the

of the sound.

tied to a chain, almost parallel to my father’s throne. I saw a

torn spikes at the end, but no one was holding it, and it landed