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Claim Me 377

    Chapter One Hundred and Sixten


    Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen


    RILEY


    I remembered it all. The feeling of the dagger tearing through me, the pain so unbearable I became numb. Thane''s pleads. I had died... but I was awoken a demon. Nothing was the same.


    I stood in front of the mirror staring at myself. My hair, my eyes, my skin-nothing was the same.


    A maid came in with a tray of food.


    "Luna." She called, giving a low bow.


    I settled on the couch, taking a te and filling it up with food. Even this smelled different. I put a spoon with rice into my mouth; I spit it out immediately.


    "What is this?"


    "Rice and soup, Luna." She said, panic written on her face,


    filled


    It didn''t taste right, and that wasn''t because it was wrongly cooked but because I had a different food preference now that I was a full demon. I didn''t want to live on only blood like Daemon; I wanted to be normal, or at least try to be.


    "I feel a bit sick; that should be the reason the food tasted different."


    "Would you like anything else? Perhaps another meal?"


    "No, I have no appetite for now; I will eatter. Thank you.


    I let the maid style my hair; usually I leave it down, but for today, I wanted something different.


    "You look even more radiant today, Luna." The maidplimented.


    "Thank you, and so do you."


    "Your skin." She began, "It''s very cold."


    For a moment, I was silent, unable to say a word. I hadn''t realized it.


    ""Is it?" I asked.


    "Yes, I think you should go for a checkup."


    "I will do just that." I say to her with a smile.


    ***


    I would bete to the meeting, but I couldn''t bring myself to leave the room. There were so many things I hadn''t thought about that were going to change with me bing a demon.


    Demons don''t eat the usual food, demons have cold skin, demons get weakened by the sun, and demons can never have children. I scrambled for the drawer, and I took out a dagger. I cut myself in the arm and gasped at the color of blood that came forth. It was ck. My breaths came out faster; the door to the room busted open, and Thane walked in.


    "What''s wrong?" he asked.


    "I-I''m a demon, Thane- I don''t want to be a demon; I would never be able to bear you another child. I can''t eat


    Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen


    thismon food." I threw the tray to the ground, and its contents scattered direction.


    "Riley"


    "No! You don''t understand; you don''t know what it feels like."


    "You are right. I don''t. I don''t know what being a demon feels like, but I know what watching you die felt like; it was pure hell, Riley, pure fucking hell. I didn''t care if youe back a bear; I was ready to love you till the day I die. We have a child that is and would always be more than enough; you can have as much blood as you want; I will make sure of that."


    "I''m sorry-I don''t know what got over me."


    "It''s fine; we would be fine. You will ovee this." He said and walked towards me; he ced a kiss on my lips and then my neck."


    I moaned, taking off my dress and tossing it away. He took off his suit.


    "Wait, what about the meeting?"


    "They can wait."


    Soon we were both naked. Thane picked me up, showering me with kisses, I grinded my lower waist against him.


    "I need you, Thane; I need you to feel sane."


    "And I''m all yours, for now and forever."


    Thane ced me on the bed, his eyes studying me for a few seconds before he joined me.


    "You know what I n to do to you?"


    "What do you n to do to me?" I asked, my breathsing out faster.


    "I n to ruin you, Riley, over and... over again, until all you can feel is me."


    "And I am going to let you do to me as you please. Wreck me, ruin me... I am yours... all yours, Alpha Thane."
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