The Alpha's Surrogate Mate

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Temple bells as I sit on the chilly ground, under t

draping over my shoulders with charge to shield me from the hands of an arctic night

the Goosebumps that creep upon my skin when a dark, sharp-e

d registering what is about to transpire in the next tick. It hisses, and then

furry thing uninjured. Yet, when it hops from its position, posing to land on me, a single deafening shriek rips out of my mouth, echoing in the st

hold cruel artifice. The last one had a masked caramel-skinned maiden in form fitt

oice reverberated as she stretched her right hand to me, and I slowly s

ray irises that gave me the feeling of staring into the eyes of a reborn mythical being. Her aura left

before I sensed her strong grip on my left shoulder. Sharp ache spread through my guts when I felt a cold

eakness has sunk in your vessels but you fail to realize.' She forced those words through gri

ountered no one at all. Even when I looked down at my panging stomach, there was no blade or sign of a wound in the lea

e Damien leaning against the closed door, his hands folded ac

to time. Yet now, he looks tall, lean and maintaining hard facial features-a look fit for an impulsive Vampire. His silver, sh

helf at the foot of my bed, perching on the study table beside it. "Can't sleep?" He

the porcelain floor. I feel my mane brush to the side of my face. Tousle

kles from the Cat's clawing on my flesh, my lungs sore and

ression when the words that would pass his lips turn out as thorns to my eardrums, and I hope that they will s

ay of defending myself either. I am never the talking type, and I surely know better than to engage him in a fight. Still, I always have

p?" I ask, albeit

skull not record that?" His voice is calm, his gaze sharp, but I would be more relieved if he did not

ize that I have Damien's inherently hollow eyes casually staring at me, I trap his gaze, watching as his lips slo

at my unnoticed shaking ha

ange maiden that keeps threatening and proving how feeble I am, and yes, th

n you. Who wouldn't want an obviously attractive demon?" He mumbles insouciantly as he feeds his eyes on the riveting

attention of all the maidens in Coral Shore." He may be jealous as well, seeing

some invincible being in a Castle of four Royals." Damien puts solid emphasis

them. Lucerne is pure Demon so he changed easily, and everyone knows that Damien is a Vampire ri

out the cause. This is a gift blessed to Demons yet it eludes me, something that

, my gaze follows him. His fingers find their way around the knobs and

g the windows. When he turns to my direction with a smile, our eyes meet. His

that he sulks often for the demise of his kind but he is plainly pulling my legs. As he looks away, he sniffs a number of ti

Damien crosses the sill to the balcony, and I rush behind him before we both look down at the thicket. He must have seen something down there because he

ting foot from pressure. I blink at the direction he stares at, and I indeed saw nothing. It do

er of honey hair, and her speed is extreme. She vanished through a portal.

of similarity with the one in my dreams, except that I could not see her h

hought behind my mind while Damien gradually moves

deeds, but they aren't that fast, are they?" Damien has a scowl in

akes a point, but we cannot push aside the fact that no other creature in Nor