Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha's Little Demon

BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Chapter 6

006 – Mr. A*shole

LUCY.

My eyes locked with the darkest blue eyes I had ever seen in my whole life and I felt my whole world stop spinning. His eyes were mesmerizing, and despite the frown on his face, he looked like a god, frowning at me, making my core throb all at once at the fierceness in his face.

“Move…” A female hissed behind me, pushing me forward, and I just realized I had stopped dancing. I jolted out of my reverie, my eyes darting around the stage at the other females, trying to figure out where we were in the dance.

My heart was thudding loudly. I had never, in the life of me, lost focus, even in a time of danger, but seeing this man, in a split second, all my senses went out the window.

My cheeks burned, not out of embarrassment but because I didn’t like the way that the attention was all on me now since I was just standing, not knowing what part we were dancing to.

Until another Omega danced her way through me and took my hand, swaying it with her before she twirled me around, whispering softly in the air, but I could hear her loud and clear. “Just move around and dance…”

And I did.

Soon, I fell back into rhythm, but my eyes kept searching for the man, which made me lose my focus. But he was nowhere near where I saw him, and not anywhere in the audience seats.

I didn’t know if I was disappointed or relieved. At least he could not distract me anymore.

The crowd applauded, combined with hoots and whistles as the music stopped as we exited the stage and the host announced the bidding would start in a few minutes.

I was Omega Number 10.

Nine Omegas before me.

I didn’t really care who would buy me tonight. I was planning to escape anyway and move somewhere south, but seeing those eyes, I was wondering if he would bid for an Omega. Because I knew deep inside, I was hoping he would bid for me.

Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad.

The backstage was in complete chaos. And I just remained in one place, leaning my back against the wall as I tilted my head up to the ceiling before I closed my eyes,

I told Olivia that if the backstage was busy, no one might notice us and that we could escape. But she didn‘t want to go with me. But now that she‘s not part of this anymore, putting my actions into a plan shouldn‘t be hard.

But part of me wanted to stay – for dark blue eyes.

“Come here!” My eyes snapped open when I heard Cora‘s voice.

Her hand grabbed my wrist, pulling me somewhere until we reached a vanity table where my make–up was done earlier. She sat me on the chair and spoke with the female there. “Run another makeup on her, make sure this one is not visible.”

She was pointing at my jaw, making me check myself out in the mirror.

Oh, Goddess. A bruise was starting to show. And because I didn’t have a wolf and my demon power was suppressed, I would heal as humans do. Slow and painful.

I stayed still as the female worked on my face. All the while, I kept my ears open, trying to hear the events on the stage.

There were already four Omegas that were sold. And the fifth one came back to the backstage just now. A blanket was wrapped around her and she was crying hysterically.

other Omegas went around her and hugged her. They were asking her what happened. My hands coiled into tight fists as I listened

before a bid would come. She was forced to take

was when she was standing fully naked, her body shaking from crying, in front of them that

hated my demon blood, but my loathing for the

played with this Omega, I was sure they would be doing it for everyone. I was so tempted to burn this whole place down and

I knew the process would just repeat itself if I

crowd taunting her to

“Lucy! You‘re next.”

head up. I had nothing to be scared off, but I remember, I needed to act like a meek Omega. So I dropped

to being naked. At sixteen, my father brought me to a place where demons were during rituals for an

awaken my

not naive. I could strip anywhere if they wanted me to, and it wouldn’t shame me. But the females

memorize the faces of the men in front of me. One day I would come back

let their evilness

Save your soul.

me was

led to the propped–up part of the stage. There were six big screens where the bid would be shown. One

not too high as an Omega usually would. I swallowed as I let my eyes gaze roamed around,

But he was nowhere.

Number Ten. Just turned eighteen two months ago…” The speaker announced it and I wanted to roll

mean two years and a half ago? But I

orphaned, raised in the Shallow

back to them. I was thankful that my wrap –around skirt was there to keep my ass away from their

“Back to the front…”

again, facing them, and this time, I saw a man already standing from his seat. He must be around twenty five, give or take. He had his arms crossed against his chest before one hand went to his chin as he stared directly

was sure he would bid

“The bidding starts now…”

was bidding. I had no idea how it would go until I saw some of them checking the tablet in their hands. This man looking at me didn’t have

a shiver down my spine. He was good–looking, I wouldn’t deny that,

began whispering as another followed

body from shaking. When I said stripping was nothing to me, I meant

with my hands shaking, I reached for the rope of my wraparound skirt. My

myself, and as I was about to

10,000 – Don’t strip.

of my

fuck is that?” The man who was eyeing me bellowed as his body turned around and was looking for the man who

bidding was anonymous. You could only guess

I looked at the value. 10,000 was way too low. The other Omegas started with 50,000. But I didn’t mind. I was grateful

bidding clock was ticking… and the bidding started

20,000

30,000

50,000

75,000