BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha's Little Demon by Cassandra M

BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Chapter 163 Book 2

Chapter 11 – Good Morning

LUCIUS.

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Patrea slept the whole night without any disturbance. I was now doubting myself if I were the one giving

her nightmares, not that I intended to.

Maybe watching her from the hologram was making her connect with the demon world, the hologram

serving as a portal.

Or perhaps, my presence made her feel secure enough that the nightmares stopped whenever I was

around her.

Either way, it only meant one thing — she needed me around her.

A smug smirk formed on my lips as my eyes took in the beauty of the female sleeping beside me. She

was purring in her sleep and would smile from time to time. I had no idea how long I had just been

here, sitting still and watching her.

I wanted her. But I knew I could never have her.

I closed my eyes, and my mind went back to the first meeting with Hades after I had taken the throne

from my father.

**FLASHBACK to six months ago (in human time).**

I just left a sleeping Patrea in her room at Stone’s packhouse and transported my body back to my

kingdom, Kalmerus. It was finally mine, something

I had been longing to have for over a century now.

The moment my feet hit the tower floor, my chest felt empty.

I had a big kingdom but no one to share it with. And I doubted if any of my brothers or my offspring

would want to live with me. I chuckled at my own thoughts before my eyes roamed around the vast

throne hall.

It was grand, more lively than it had been for centuries, but the beauty of it only made me sad. I should

be celebrating, but something was missing.

Simon had asked me earlier if I wanted to celebrate the takeover by inviting demons to a banquet or

feast, but I said no. I was not in the mood to celebrate. Partying, feasting, and orgies used to be the

highlights of my days, but they looked boring to me at the moment.

I was about to turn around and walk away from the throne room when a strong aura hit me that made

my knees buckle. Without even seeing him, I already knew who came for a visit.

My gaze shifted around until it landed on my new throne chair. Seated comfortably on it was someone I

had never seen before in person, but I was sure it was him.

Hades – the God of the Underworld.

I bowed my head slightly before looking him in the eyes. Father had told me before that only the kings

and the powerful were able to look into Hades’ eyes without a light blinding them. So I tried.

And I was able to do so. Pride rose in my chest. I could look him in the eyes — I was worthy of the

throne.

“King Hades, a pleasure to finally meet you.”

A crooked smirk formed on his lips before he nodded back. “The meeting has been long overdue,

Lucius. Everything you need to know as the King of one of the four regions of the underworld, I have

placed in your head, so we don’t need to discuss it. Come to me if you need my guidance, otherwise,

enjoy your time as the King of Kalmerus.”

I nodded my head in acknowledgment of his words. “I have been waiting for a long time for you to take

this throne.”

“I didn’t know I was worthy of it.”

“And yet you kept trying.”

“Kalmerus has always been my dream.”

“Now that it is your reality, may the God of the underworld ask you, king of Kalmerus, what other things

you desire?”

“Will you give it to me?”

“Only if lean.”

“I want someone to rule beside me.” And I meant that. The kingdom felt big and empty.

An evil laugh echoed around the hall, and it made me swallow. Was he laughing at my request?

“Your wish is the same as every other king that rose

to his throne. A queen is someone I could give you, but to give you the exact queen that your heart

desires were out of my power. The queen you wanted is not part of my realm.”

He knew.

“I know who you want, Lucius. I will never sugarcoat my words. She is not fit for the underworld. I never

had a queen from another realm with no demon blood running through her veins.”

“Is that a no?”

Hades rose from my seat and walked down the steps until he was standing in front of me. His aura kept

getting stronger, but for some reason, my knees stopped buckling. “It’s a no.”

Something hit me in the chest. Pain? Disappointment? I couldn’t explain it.

His hand went to my shoulder, and I could feel how powerful he was, but it wasn’t threatening me.

Hades was nowhere near the terrifying God that my father had led me to believe.

He flashed me an evil smirk before he spoke again. ” It’s a no. But my demons, for the life of me, never

stop going after what they want regardless of what I have to say.” He laughed one more time before he

disappeared in front of me, and his words confused me.

Was it a no? Or was it to go after what I wanted regardless of what he said? Maybe Hades was right.

He said it was impossible, and yet here I was, snaking my way into Patrea’s life. I already knew she

would never return to the Underworld with me, but I was still trying. I knew it was just one night that I

told her I wanted, but if the one night could last for eternity, I wouldn’t complain.

Every king needed a queen, and I had seen many kings in the underworld without any or with too

many.

But I only wanted one. The only problem was that she didn’t want to be one.

So maybe a setup like this could work, having me visit her from time to time. I just had to make sure no

one would get her attention away from me.

I was still lost in my thoughts when I heard movement outside of the house, and I realized it was

already morning.

I had done it again. Stay here for a long time.

I sent another message to Dorion in the underworld, and after he confirmed everything was still

functioning well in Kalmerus, I got up on my feet and tucked Patrea in her blanket before I headed for

the window.

I had no idea what I would do today, but Patrea said she had no work, so she would be staying home

as well. She actually told me her work schedule, but it only made me chuckle.

In the underworld, I never set schedules. I went as I

pleased and never had to say I had to work five cycles and then rest. Probably the only schedule we

had was for the rituals, and even then someone would always remind us about it.

So this schedule she gave me just went in one ear and out the other. I just had to ask her every time if

she needed to be at work or not.

My forehead creased when I saw someone on the neighbor’s lawn. His face tilted up, and I was sure

he was looking at Patrea’s window, but I knew he couldn’t see me or he had already dropped his gaze.

But him looking here didn’t sit right with me.

My head tilted up and went straight ahead to the window, which was parallel to where I was. I

wondered if that was his room and if he was checking Patrea from there.

I would find out tonight, and I would make sure he would have a good show. But for now, let me start

marking my territory.

I closed the curtains and went to Patrea’s side of the bed. She was still sleeping, and I couldn’t stop

myself from brushing my knuckles on her cheek. My movement made her stir from her sleep, but she

didn’t wake up. Instead, she smiled and snuggled on her pillow.

I withdrew my hand and changed into sweatpants and a white t-shirt before I transported my body to

the living room downstairs. I could walk, but opening the door might wake her up because I had no idea

how to make movements without making any sound.

I picked up a newspaper sitting on the magazine rack before opening the door. The f*cker was

barechested and flexing his baby muscles.

I snorted, and the t-shirt on me was gone in an instant. I stepped out of the house at the exact moment

he tilted his head up. I ignored him and then proceeded to sit in one of the chairs outside and begin

reading my papers.

‘Are you awake?’ Lucija’s voice rang in my head, and I wanted to celebrate. At least I didn’t need to

read the rubbish written on this paper now that I had someone to talk with.

‘As if I ever sleep.’ I answered.

‘Sometimes I forget.’ She chuckled softly before she continued. ‘So how was it?’

‘I didn’t get any f*ck.’

‘Goddess, Lucius! I’m not even asking about the f*cking thing.’

‘Oh, I thought you might be wondering if I got laid.’ ‘I don’t think you’ll get laid in the next three weeks,

so you better think if you are up for it.’ ‘I can always go back to Kalmerus and get a quick f*ck while she

sleeps.’

‘You are disgusting!’

‘I’ve always been disgusting. Nothing new.’

‘Please don’t.’

‘Don’t what?’

‘Don’t f*ck this up. I really like Patrea. If you keep

f*cking around while trying to win here, then you’ re just wasting your time.’

‘I’m a demon, Lucija.’ I chuckled and shook my head.

‘And so am I. And I have a sexual drive like any other demon. But I only wanted Adan to f*ck me. So

maybe you can do the same, just have one female to satisfy you.’

‘You’re thinking way ahead. I’m not even sure she wants me to f*ck her.’

‘That’s why you don’t blow it up. If you can hold your d*ck in place and wait for the three weeks to be

over before you decide if you want her or not. But until then, don’t touch another female — she-

demons, humans, aliens, mermaids, orcs, faes, or whatever has a p*ssy or an ass.’

I didn’t reply but leaned back on the chair before closing my eyes and tilting my head up.

Three weeks without f*cking. I even f*cked someone before I came here, so I had no idea how I would

last three weeks without one.

‘Lucius?’

‘Hmmm…’

‘I know it’s hard, but I really like Patrea for you. So I hope you can’t make it work. She’s still human,

and I’m sure she appreciates fidelity, even though I’ m sure she wasn’t expecting that from you.’

I heard a door open, saving me from having to answer Lucija.

‘She’s awake. We can talk later.’ I told her before cutting off our mindlink.

I opened my eyes, and they went directly to the man in front of me. He was smiling as he looked in the

direction of the front door, but his smile was wiped out in an instant.

My head turned to the front door, and I couldn’t help the smile that tugged at my own mouth.

Patrea came out in short shorts and a simple t- shirt, and she looked so f*cking fresh, with two mugs of

something warm, based on the brew that was coming out of them.

Her eyes were on me and not on the f*cker on the other side.

Lucius – one. F*cker – zero.

**END OF FLASHBACK.**