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Chapter 8 – Marked By The Demon Triplets

“Leave, Aurora,” the Alpha King’s voice thundered, making me gasp in shock.

Without wasting a second, I fled the room as fast as my legs could carry me, hoping Nathalia wouldn’t devise another plan.

“Of course,” I heard her say, her voice dripping with defeat.

I knew Nathalia’s rage was like a volcano about to erupt, but she dared not show it in front of the Alpha King if she valued her life.

I heaved a sigh of relief when I shut the door, thankful that the guards were away.

One question lingered in my mind: Why was the Alpha King helping me?

“Thank you for having us, Stefan. We will be on our way,” I heard the second man say, and I dashed out of the premises, heading to my room.

I shifted the curtain slightly, watching as the Alpha King and the strange man got into a sleek black car.

He must be incredibly wealthy.

I didn’t even notice when the door opened until a heavy kick knocked me off balance, sending a sharp pain through my body. I lifted my eyes to see Nathalia, her expression twisted with rage, looking like she was about to skin me alive.

“How dare you?!” she roared in hatred, striking me hard across the face before I could process what was happening.

Damon

The drive home was long and silent. Jasper kept throwing questionable looks at me through the rearview mirror, but I ignored them, turning my gaze away.

We were almost home. I could smell it.

I relaxed further into my chair, slowly sipping the champagne from my glass as my mind drifted. There was only one thing clouding my thoughts: the strange girl.

What was her name again? Aurora? It had to be that.

Judging from her scent, she didn’t smell like an Omega, nor did she smell like a rogue. She didn’t even have a wolf. It was hard to pinpoint who she really was. But I could swear I caught a powerful scent in her. My nose doesn’t deceive me.

If she had such a powerful scent, why was she reduced to working as a maid?

I could tell she wasn’t a maid. She was just forced into that role. She had to be the Alpha’s daughter-the annoying slut who kept throwing seductive looks my way and touching…

Goddess, I hate that girl.

She should be grateful I didn’t stab her slim fingers and eyes with a fork.

But Aurora’s scent had a calming effect on my troubled mind. Aurora. I liked the way it sounded. So innocent, so charming.

There was something about her that caught my attention, but I couldn’t quite place it.

Maybe it was the way she was manipulated. I knew that bitch had a hand in putting fear into her and forcing her to be a maid.

She thought I didn’t notice her glaring at Aurora. Her jealousy was practically suffocating the room.

The Alpha should be ashamed of his daughter’s lack of dignity.

She thought I was deaf to the clearing of her throat, signaling that Aurora should leave.

To think she almost humiliated Aurora in front of everyone…

Good thing she left in time, or I swear, I would have torn that annoying bitch to pieces.

Aurora.

I couldn’t help but notice the look on her face when I told her to leave.

Though I felt a strange emptiness in her absence, I was still relieved. The hall had felt like a cage, and I had to let her go.

Her eyes were so beautiful and unique; I could have stared at them forever.

I raised my palm to my nose, closing my eyes to inhale her scent before it vanished again.

Good thing I had touched her.

The scent of peach, lavender, and vanilla made my mouth water. I had to bite my lip to stop a groan from escaping.

But a frown settled on my face when a picture of her flashed in my mind.

She looked like she had been hit-like someone had slapped her repeatedly.

Anger flooded me as the realization that she had been mistreated hit me.

Why would they abuse her? Where were her parents?

Wait.

What was wrong with me? Why did I feel so concerned about a girl I had just met?

What was it about her that wouldn’t leave my mind? She even made me say thank you twice. I hadn’t said “thank you” in years.

Fuck!

I needed a distraction. I needed something to take my mind off her.

“We’re home, my king,” Jasper announced as we pulled into the garage.

I didn’t even realize we had arrived at the castle.

“Is something bothering you? You’ve been acting strange…”

“I need every detail about that girl from the pack. Don’t leave out anything,” I ordered.

“But Alpha?”

“You’re dismissed,” I interrupted, walking away and ignoring the puzzled look on his face.

I knew he thought I was losing it. I felt the same way.

I washed quickly, letting my legs carry me to Rosa’s room, ignoring the greetings along the way.

I burst in, shutting the door behind me and turning to a naked Rosa stared at me in shock.

It was better that way. I knew she wasn’t expecting my visit, but who cared?

“My king,” she greeted, bowing and dropping the piece of cloth she was about to wear.

Good girl.

I rushed to her, carrying her and placing her on the table so her back was against the wall. I helped myself out of my trousers, unzipping them to free my cock, and plunged deep into her. I grabbed her slim waist, pulling it closer to meet mine, pushing deep until her screams filled the room. Her hands tightened on the edge of the table as I buried my lips in her neck, giving her sensual kisses.

She knew better than to touch me, no matter how tempted she was.

The scent of strawberry and chocolate filled my nostrils, causing my cock to soften slightly. I withdrew from her, a confused look on my face. I couldn’t do this anymore.

“My king,” she moaned, caressing her breasts.

“My king,” she called again, but this time, it sounded like Aurora.

My lips crashed onto hers, taking them roughly as I assaulted her erect nipples with my thumb. The scent of vanilla, peach, and lavender flooded my senses, making me deepen the kisses. I parted her legs, shoving my shaft into her, ramming in and out of her nonstop until her release smeared the table. Sex with her was better as I imagined her to be Aurora. With one rough, hard thrust, I released my seed deep inside her, then pulled out.

I felt much better.

Without glancing at her, I put on my trousers and left her room.


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